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𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑑 ⭒ 𓆞ㅤ 𓈒 𓇼ㅤ 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞!

paradise 𖦹 where do you and your lover vacation to?

mango 𖦹 what are your favorite summer activities?

neapolitan 𖦹 what are yours and your lover’s favorite ice cream flavors?

sunrise 𖦹 what does your morning routine look like?

moonlight 𖦹 what does a summer’s night look like for the two of you?

bedsheets 𖦹 at what time do you and your lover go to bed? do you go to sleep immediately or bask in each other?

lemonade 𖦹 what’s your go to drink order? what’s theirs?

heaven’s incarnate 𖦹 what do their kisses taste like (what’s their favorite summer treat)?

stardust 𖦹 do the two of you believe in making wishes to shooting stars? what do you wish for?

angel by the sea 𖦹 what pet names do they use for you? what pet names do you use for them?

sunset boulevard 𖦹 what are your favorite spots to make love?

bikini 𖦹 how do they react to seeing you in a bikini or swimsuit or swim trunks?

honeydew 𖦹 what’s a sweet something they say to you?

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a/n: i just wanted to write abt yuta being scary and sexy so here is my word vomit

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thinking abt bf!yuta who looks and acts so pathetic around u but is so protective and intimidating

yuta is so helplessly in love and devoted to you, even a blind man can feel the love he has for you a mile away. yuta is the first to laugh at your jokes, the first to tell you happy birthday and congratulate you on everything. he’ll give you anything you want the minute you ask for it, no matter what it is.

yuta doesn’t get into arguments with you, he’ll apologize for whatever he did wrong and prove to you he’ll never make the same mistake again. he’ll shower you in gifts and acts of service and spend as much quality time with you as you want.

there isn’t a thing he wouldn’t do for you.

yuta okkotsu isn’t the beefiest man on the planet, nor is he the tallest. but he is the most intimidating when he wants to be. and whenever anyone is a little too friendly with you, he definitely wants to be.

it’s only been two minutes since he left to the use restroom and there there some douchebag was, trying to flirt with you. it makes his blood boil, seeing someone who isn’t him be that close to you, trying to buy you a drink as you politely decline him.

it takes only a moment for yuta to walk up to you, snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you close to him.

“who’s this, angel face?” he asks you, his voice is soft and sweet as he speaks to you, but his eyes are sharp and venomous as he stares at the other man.

“he just was talking to me about some sport, he’s nobody yuu” you smile, trying your best to contain the situation while you could.

“yeah i was just leavin, don’t wanna waste my time on something used” the man snorts, turning around before his body is jolted backwards as yuta grabs his wrist.

the man immediately cried out in pain, knees buckling as yuta’s grip only tightened. “how ‘bout you quit crying and apologize,” yuta taunts, jaw clenched as his grip grew stronger.

“baby please i don’t want a scene” you plead, squeezing his arm and forcing him to look at you. yuta always thought your eyes were so alluring. something about them brought him a sense of serenity he never thought was possible.

“okay” he mumbles, letting go of the man’s wrist, rolling his eyes as the man cradled his now broken wrist, crying out about his pain and running the opposite direction.

the two of you don’t stick around, walking out into the hot summer breeze before you stop, hands on your hips as you stare at your lover.

“yuta” your tone is more than enough to stop him dead in his tracks, slowly turning on his heel with a sheepish smile on his face.

if you didn’t know your lover, you never would’ve guessed that the man who’s a stuttering and blushing mess in front of you broke a man’s write for flirting with you.

his shoulders are slouched a bit, strands of black hair framing his face perfectly as he tried his best to defend himself.

“I’m sorry darling” he begins, already giving you the puppy eyes you fall for, “i couldn’t just stand by and let some scumbag try to talk you up without-” you cut him off by grabbing his hand and pulling him to sit with you on a nearby bench.

“pretty boy, you know I’m only yours right?” the words make yutas fave flush a deep red, nodding softly as he looks at the ground. “you don’t have to fight or threaten every person who gets too close to me, i can handle myself” you explain.

“you shouldn’t have to” yuta mumbles, looking at you with a small pout. “i wanna be the one to protect you,” he sighs, “i wanna let the world know that they shouldn’t even think about trying anything with you.”

there’s a beat of silence and yuta is about to apologize again before you’re crashing your lips onto his. it’s a shock to him, but he immediately kisses you back, smiling when you bite his bottom lip softly.

“cmon let’s go home,” you smile, laughing when yuta practically jumps up, back to his sunshine smile as he intertwines his fingers with yours.

“you wanna make some cookies and watch a movie?” he asks, swinging your held hands as you two walks together down the empty street.

“you read my mind, pretty” you grin, leaning into him as the two of you walked, loving how he instinctively put his arm over your shoulder and kissed the top of your head.

there’s not a care in the world for you. you’d never have to look over your shoulder or carry a weapon with you. as long as yuta was by your side the only thing you’d have to worry about is stopping him from killing anyone who hurt you, intentionally or not.

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Simon, to his love: “I forgave the world the day I met you”

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breakfast with suguru

the smell of burnt maple syrup and something savoury wafted through your apartment; jogging towards your body and filled your nostrils as you travelled towards the smell.

“sugu?” you croaked out, your feet dragging themselves towards the tall figure looming around your kitchen. the counter tops beyond him were dusted in flour and empty egg cartons. what the hell was he doing?

“hi my love.” sugurus raven hair was tied into a messy bun, the rest of his hair cascading down his broad shoulders. he laid out a plate of waffles and bacon on the side, the little squares overflowing with maple syrup just how you like.

(even though he thought it was too sickly he was forced to eat it by you)

“i made us breakfast, sorta.” his breathily laugh sending the sweet syrup to your heart, melting it entirely while leaving your pulse beating in his breathing pattern. you let out a soft sigh, not a sigh of exhaustion but of content. the small act of geto making breakfast had evoked the feeling you had been fine with not having.

you settled for sufficiency all your life, happiness was being sufficient in your eyes as the same as love was butterflies and the spark you would spot in his eyes when you first starting going out. but geto had just fed you peace and serenity.

each square in the waffles he hated were coated in the harmonious hums of his heart once aligned with yours. the melted butter he used to fry the bacon full of the serene richness which sent those butterflies in your stomach to sleep; but your apitetie roaring to consume the affection suguru grew for you.

your arms found it’s way to getos bare torso, your head aligning with his chest; the beating of his heart slowly your breathing rate down. “you okay baby?” he hummed softly into your hair, kissing the top of your head gently as you squeezed a big tighter. suguru snaked an arm around your waist, his free hand rubbing your back into soft circles.

“we can go back to bed if you want.” you shaked your head no into his chest, his husky voice sending a pang to your heart. “ts’ okay if you’re not hungry, thought you loved waffles.”

(the kind of pang that would make you want to hold him tight and not let go until your hands had moulded your embrace onto his skin)

“i love you.” you whispered into his chest, your voice soothing the scars that he had sworn were closed but still felt like they were raw to the touch. “i love you tremendously angel.” his words felt like they were engraved in the lines of your palm, seeping into the cracks and coursing through your bloodstream. suguru softly rubbed the back of your nape with his thumb; his free hand playfully squeezing your waist as you took in his graceful presence.

“how bout’ we sit and eat your disgustingly sweet waffles yeah?“ he muttered into your shoulder, pulling back from the hug and holding your cheek with his other hand. “okay.” you mumbled, nuzzling your face into his soft skin.

“and then you’ll clean the kitchen while i watch right?” you beam at him while he drops his head.

“damn i thought you would’ve forgotten about that and been focused on the five star meal in front of your face.” he says playfully as you softly laugh.

he was going to propose that night.

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Ino smut + N$FW audio

• minors do not interact!

──── Your parents may not approve of your relationship with Ino, but that wasn't enough to make him stay away from you, let alone to stop him from invading your room during the night.

"Ah! Takuma, fuck." Ino grinned unabashedly, gripping your hips as he increases the pace of his thrusts.

"Shhh..." He whispers against your ear, slowly licking below the cartilage. "We don't want your dad to come in here and find his good daughter sitting on the troublemaker he forbade you from seeing, isn't it, love?"

Your intimacy throbs, squeezing the hard cock between your wet walls as you ride up and down on Ino's thick length. Your forehead pressed against his shoulder, biting your lips to contain the loud sounds, but unable to help the gasping breaths that escape from oneself.

"Hmm... Fuck, princess." He throws his head back, groaning softly, leaning against the headboard of the bed, lowering his gaze to watch his own cock disappear into your hungry pussy, drawing air through his teeth at the obscene sight. "So damn hot, baby."

You disengage from Ino's shoulder to kiss him messily, intertwining the tongues in quick movements, not holding back the interrupted moan you let out when he held onto your ass more firmly, thrusting deeper into you.

The sound of his full balls slapping against you was starting to get loud, and you wanted to warn him, but all that came out of your mouth were whimpering moans and gasping breaths.

Both stared at each other, intoxicated by one another. "You're almost coming, aren't you, pretty? squeezing me like that..." Ino murmured against your lips, feeling your insides clench around his cock. "Come, kitten, make a mess on me." He urges with his voice still low.

You kiss him again, intending to contain the scandalous moans that wanted to escape your mouth. "Takuma-ah!" You whimper against the boy's soft lips as you unravel against his skilled movements.

Ino releases a restrained grunt against the skin of your shoulder, spurting inside you as his orgasm arrives. Breathing heavily as he gradually slows down his movements.

"Holy shit!" He breathes out. You smile shyly, equally trying to regulate your breathing. "You better go home, Takuma, before my parents come to see what those noises were." You warn him as you give pecks on Ino's lips and try to get out of his lap.

"So is that it? You use me and then just throw me away? I'm just a whore to you, aren't I?" He feigns drama, both of you laughing softly as you lightly tap his shoulder. "Let me stay just a little while longer, okay?" Ino clings to you like a koala, ignoring your protests and holding you affectionately in his embrace.

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shy horny yuuta😫😫

inspired by this audio (tagged w afab reader bc speaker does mention listener being afab)

poor baby that doesn't touch himself nearly enough, taking a cold shower when he gets a boner because it's too embarrassing to touch himself.

getting all pent up until he really, really can't help it anymore.

his pretty little head going completely blank when he touches himself, voice cracking off into the whiniest little whimpers as the slick sounds of his pre-cum filling the room.

everything that's been building up slowly unravelling as the seconds tick by, every though of being used by you, of being touched by you, of being taken care of by you running rampant in a the cloudy haze of his head.

playing with his sensitive tip, imagining the way you'd touch him, imagining it was your fingers tracing along the veins of his dick, making his mind melt into mush.

the way your lips would feel around him, warm and soft and driving him absolutely insane, batting his hands away with a glare when he tries to hold your head.

he can't help himself. can't hold it in any longer.

imagining the way you'd kiss him right after, tasting the bitter tang of his own cum as your tongue presses against his, depositing into his mouth, forcing him to swallow it.

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Izuku Midoriya “is the type of boyfriend” that:

Brags about you to ANYONE that will listen to him. This includes hero interview.

Refers to you as my Wife to everyone and calls you pet names like darling, sweeties, sweet girl

Is interested in whatever you are interested in because he's so interested in you. Will join you in your hobbies if it doesn't cross any boundaries

On that same note, this man is a stickler for boundaries. He knows he can be a bit clingy so constantly encourages you to tell him if he ever crosses on of yours and vice versa.

Hates scary movies but watches them with you and pretends to be brave because he loves when you hold on to him .

Never goes to sleep without telling you how much he loves and appreciates you.

Throws 2 separate birthday celebrations for you so one can be for you, your friends, and loved ones.... and the other for just you and him.

Loves shopping with you and always enjoys when you try on things for him.

Is writing a proposal plan in his journal and will not follow through until he has it planned out perfectly.

Always thank you and his mom first in his speech at the hero awards.

Has gotten really good at doing you hair because he practices really hard at it.

Takes one of your shirt covered in your scent on long missions with him to help cope with missing you.

Likes to receive love through quality time and physical touch but gives love though words of affirmation and acts of service, and gift giving and physical touch... lover boy.

is down on his knees for you and wants to make sure the whole world knows it.

*now this is babygirl

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✎ 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝟏𝟒𝟑 ✎

summary: the chairman of the gojo group of companies, gojo satoru, is in need of an heir and quick. however, with an infertile and emotionally distant wife and his subsequently crumbling marriage, he is forced to explore other options which now comes in the form of his sweet-tempered secretary who, unbeknownst to him, is head over heels in love with the big bad of roppongi’s central business district.

warnings: 18+, angst, smut, unrequited love, themes pertaining to infertility, female reproductive health issues, surrogacy, mentions of pregnancy, marital troubles, suicidal tendencies, self-harm.

📌 pinned announcements: nothing yet. see everyone in the first chapter!

—𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍—

episode list: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | epilogue

—𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓— (open!)

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making out with them and saying, “go lock the door, baby,” just to watch them almost face plant when they scramble to the door and trip up trying to remove their pants at the same time 🤭

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Waking You Up With His Tongue (Pro-Hero!Midoriya x Reader)

Art credit: @codename7​ on Tumblr and @/emanedoc7 on Twitter

Warnings: Aged-Up!AU, 18+ explicit smut, somnophilia, dacryphilia, breeding kink, praise kink, oral, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, fingering, squirting, unprotected sex, creampie, cursing, dirty talk, spanking, size kink, biting/hickeys, implied subspace, OFA usage, hints of possessiveness, slight cockwarming at the end.

Words: 6.6k

Dedicated to: @sightoru​ (cause i know izuku’s their favorite ​​🥰)

A/N: For Blu’s Breeder Collab!! Here’s the masterlist to the rest of the works!!

Nights with him were rare and far in between. 

As a pro-hero and the Symbol of Peace, Izuku didn’t have as much time for you as he used to. Little things, such as date night being cut short as he was called off for a mission or patrol were frequent and he often forgot to eat unless you reminded him. His daily calls and texts that used to occur when he was a sidekick at Endeavor’s agency dwindled down to almost nothing as he bore the weight of the world on his shoulders. 

Broad shoulders, but human shoulders nonetheless.

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Chappell Roan the woman that you are

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AYYYY GOJO IS SO BACK 🔥🔥🔥🔥



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I hate fanon izuku

I hate fanon eren

I hate fanon bakugo

I hate fanon gojo

I hate fanon haikuyuu

I hate fanon “dadzawa”

I hate fanon mikasa

I hate fanon Armin

I HATE FANON EVERYTHING

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This bloodbath has gone on for far too long. At the start of this aggression, the school year had barely just started. The academic year ends in just a month. Everyone, from first graders to university seniors, have lost an entire year at least. I say at least considering even if there is a ceasefire today, Israel had destroyed literally all universities in Gaza and damaged over 400 schools. Lest we forget also Israel's deliberate targeting of university professors and academics.

You absolutely cannot mistake the intent behind all of this.

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#“Maybe in another universe I won’t always serve cunt” gojo

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#this is so cute 😭😭

SNEAKING IN YOUR ROOM - IWAIZUMI HAJIME

summary, you beg hajime to sneak into your room and who is he to say no?

when he read your text about you getting grounded by your parents, he thought it was amusing and sorta funny to imagine someone that's almost eighteen this year, got grounded for coming home behind curfew.

he didn't think much of it. he just comforted you through his text messages and he feels a little bad for you when you texted those insane amount of sad faces. he comforts you by saying your parents just want the best for you or they're just worried something might happen to you.

he knows how stubborn and rebelling you can be at times. he finds it cute although it can be a real pain in the ass sometimes.

and as if you being grounded for two weeks isn't enough, you just had to— well ask for more.

you definetly were asking for more weeks of being grounded when you asked him to sneak into your room at exactly eleven p.m.

of course, he protested at first from how ridiculous the idea sounds. he definetly was consoling you by saying that you'll get into more trouble if he does that— he also doesn't want to ruin his reputation of a nice and respectful man that your parents think of him.

but he knows that he couldn't say no to you. not when you're begging and sending him pictures of you pouting for him to come and snuggle with you. he groans.

"pleasee, hajime! cmon!! don't you love me?" you whined into the phone and he sighed. he really didn't want to encourage anymore of your rule breakings.

yet here he is— stumbling on the roof of your house as he grabs onto your window, huffing and cursing when he felt like he almost fell. never in his life would he thought he'd be so down bad for a woman that he forces himself to do these ridiculous things.

he knocks on the glass of your window, and in just a second— you rolled the windows up and invited him in with a smile on your face.

"hey" you said with a teasing smile and snickered at his eye roll and grunt.

"hi" he grunts out as he forces his extremely large figure to fit into your small window. it's a great thing that heavens had blessed him with a tiny waist so he can fit in. his struggle to fit made him plop down on the floor of your bedroom— letting out a loud 'THUMP!' sound.

you snickered and helped him up as he takes out the dried leaves stuck in his hair. you helped him with this, of course.

"you are one crazy woman" he lets out a huff as he pats his clothes to clean it from the dust and dried leaves. you snickered at this as you pressed a kiss on his lips, your hands wrap around his neck.

he groans and wraps his toned arms around your waist, peppering kisses on your lips. you just giggled against his lips as he leads you to your bed, pushing you down gently.

"thanks for stopping by, hajime" you mumbled as he rolled his eyes, playfully. he huffs and grabs your face with his calloused hands, making you look at him.

"you never learn your lesson, huh?" he chuckles before pressing a kiss on your forehead. you replied with a giggle and a small kiss on his nose.

it was exactly 11:17 p.m. he had snuck in your house and currently snuggling with you. he knows that he shouldn't be doing this. ugh, your parents will think badly of him now but he'll do whatever you ask him to.

besides— it was kinda worth it. he thinks. no, it was really worth it. getting the chance to hold you close and engulf your smaller figure (compared to his) and sharing kisses while watching a stupid romcom on your phone.

it's so much better than having to wait two more weeks just to see you.

he'd do anything for you and you know that. you know how down bad he is for you. how much of a simp and loverboy he can be for you. though— he'd rather get beheaded by a guillitone than admit that.

and as both of you were too busy exchanging kisses and snuggling, you almost failed to notice the faint footsteps that were heading to your room.

almost failed.

your eyes widen as you quickly pull hajime out of the bed. you lead him into your closet.

"i think my mom is coming! just stay here, okay?" you said and before he could say anything in response, you shut the closet door on him exactly the time your mother had opened the door.

"(y/n)? what are you doing?" she asked and walked into your room, you gulped, nervous.

"i-i was just folding my clothes" you lied but that lie was enough to explain why you were standing in front of the closet. she nods and walks towards every corner of your room— as if to check something.

"ms satou— yknow, our next door neighbour?" she asked and kneeled down to check under the bed. you raised a brow at her question. "yeah? what about her?" you asked.

"she saw someone climbing up your room" shit. shit.

meanwhile inside the cramped closet, hajime was struggling to not fall and expose himself. fuck— he has never been into such a tight situation. he was cramped up in this small closet.

he had to keep his breathing down as he looks at the situation unwind through the small holes of your closet that was designed there. he sees your mother and your nervous state.

he's praying, praying that both of you don't get busted.

you scoffed at your mother's words. "ma, you know that ms satou is an old lady! it's probably just her imagination— are you seriously checking out my room for this?" you whined and your mother huffs.

"i just thought it was believable, you tend to be a troublemaker!" she exclaims and crossed her arms. "there's no one in here, ma! i'm being honest!" you lied and your mother sighed.

"fine, fine. just go to sleep, okay? i love you" your mother smiled and left your room.

exactly and that moment— the closet doors opened and hajime trampled onto the floor. he catches his breath. god, his muscles are all sore due to the cramped space.

you immediately kneeled down to check on him. "haji, are you okay? i'm sorry for that" you said and helped him up. he groaned and stretched his body, twisting his body.

"don't lie to your mother, that's not nice" he huffs and you just smiled, quickly pulling him closer for a kiss.

"and let you get caught?" you chuckled as he kissed you back. "my arms are sore from how cramped that closet of yours is" he complains and you lead him to your bed, straddling his lap as you massage his biceps.

"poor you" you teased and pressed kisses against his lips— all while massaging his bicep. he groaned into the kiss, a small smile planted on his face.

apparently both of you were too busy making out to the point that you failed to notice your mother's gasp of surprise.