#possessive kink go BRRR

[bi-writes]

mmm. being the final girl in ghost's slasher movie (dark!ghost x curvy!fem!reader, 18+)

his laughter shakes you to your core. you're cornered, in the very back bedroom under the bed, staring at the dull gaze of your roommate as she bleeds out on the floor.

she's gurgling. she coughs up mouthfuls of blood, and they trail down her neck like a spider web until it pools underneath her head, making the strands of her hair red and sticky. the slit across her throat sputters, and you watch as the white painted bones on the back of his gloves drips with the pretty crimson color. if it wasn't so cruel, if it wasn't blood, it might be artistic.

he takes a thumb and smears the blood over her skin. he draws shapes into her forehead and then both of her cheeks, and you clamp a hand over your mouth to stop from crying as she gasps, reaching up with a shaky hand, halfheartedly trying to push him off, but she's too weak.

he hums when he finishes, and your eyes well up with tears when he knocks her head to the side so she's facing you. he's written three words on her face, one word on her forehead, and then the rest on her cheeks, in her own blood.

I SEE YOU

you scream when he shifts, grabbing onto your ankles and yanking. you claw at the hardwood floor, trying desperately to get away from him, but it's no use. he has you, he found you.

no matter where you go, you've never been able to hide. no matter how far away you think you've gone, it never matters. no matter how long you go without hearing from him, it isn't a comfort, because that usually means the inevitable is coming.

he will never leave you alone. you will never get away. he will find you, he will have you, and every time you escape, it is always just him giving you the illusion of freedom, when in reality, he can have you as easily as he did before.

"givin' me a right headache, luvvie," he murmurs, flipping you over with not so much as a grunt and sitting on your hips. you squirm under him, but this behemoth of a man isn't something you can just push off of you. he's big and heavy, and with all his gear on, he must be thirty pounds heavier. you eye the gun strapped to his chest, but even at this distance, you know it won't matter.

ghost cannot die. that's how he got his fucking name. you've sunk a knife into his stomach before, you've shot him once, you've pushed him off of cliffs and down elevator shafts and watched him sink to the bottom of the fucking ocean, but he cannot die, he won't die, he will never leave me.

"fuck you," you spit, and he chuckles, pulling one of his throwing knives out of his boot and using it to pop the first button off the front of your shirt. it clatters somewhere in the bedroom, and ghost snarls when he sees the lace of your bra.

"expectin' someone?" he growls. "oi! look at me."

you glare up at him, tears sliding down your cheeks, and he uses the sharp edge to pop the rest of the buttons off, your shirt in tatters as it lays loose around your arms. he grunts as he sneaks it under where the cups meet, pulling upwards until he cuts the lace in half. you mewl when your tits bounce, falling free, and his pupils dilate.

"mmmm..." he pushes his mask up, leaning down, and you arch your back when he wraps his lips around one nipple and suckles. you reach up without thinking, your hands finding the back of his head and cradling it as he practically feeds on the fat of your breasts. "know how much you like tha'..."

you whine, and he lets go, pushing the front of his mask into your cheek, licking the skin. you scrunch your face, dirty fucking animal, and he mouths at your jaw.

"'f y'were just a good girl, wouldn't hafta do this," he taunts. you squirm when he lowers himself again, paying attention to the other breast and sucking it into his mouth. "y'make me do it, swee'eart. make me hurt sorry muppets...they're keepin' y'from me. and y'know tha' isn't allowed."

you cry out when he flips you over under him. he shoves your face into the floor, tangling his hand into your hair and yanking on it so that you're looking at your dead roommate, her eyes dull and lifeless as she lays there turning cold.

"look wot y'did," he growls. "look wot y'made me do."

she looks sort of pretty. she did annoy the shit out of you, you won't lie. she looks happier this way. quiet, relaxed, still. it's cathartic, to know that maybe this is what she was meant for. to die, that was her purpose. it makes a little sense.

"'m sorry," you whisper, and ghost loosens his grip on your hair. "'m sorry..."

he kisses the side of your neck, laughing a little.

"now y'r sorry," he says, amused. "y'r mine. when are y'going to learn tha'?"

you put your palms onto the floor, trying to turn over. he eases his weight up to let you, leaning down and putting both hands on either side of your head as he looks down at you. you meet his eyes, sniffling, and you shake your head.

"w-was scared."

"scared?" he tilts his head to the side, licking over his teeth. "scared of wot? would do anythin' for ya."

"i-i know," you sniffle. "just...n-never had anyone that...that would. i-i...i've never had anyone s-so good to me."

he grins, and you shiver a little, but not from fear.

"awww," he shakes his head. "y'r a bad liar, luv."

"i'm not lying--!"

he leans down, licking over your bottom lip, and you whimper.

"prove it," ghost rasps, and you blink up at him, swallowing hard. you push on his chest a little so he eases off of you, and you hook your thumbs into your jeans and shimmy them off. ghost watches carefully, his eyes flickering when you lay bare underneath him, and you bring your knees up before letting them fall. he licks his lips, his grin widening, and he meets your eyes when he sees what he likes. "bloody hell, y'r soaking the fuckin' floor, swee'eart."

you bite your lip, a little shy, and he grips your throat firmly before tugging you up to meet him. he presses a chaste kiss to your cheek, stroking your sweaty hair and humming low.

"y'r gonna run again, aren't ya, baby?"

you nod, closing your eyes, and you let a soft moan slip out when he settles between your spread legs, pressing his pelvis to yours. you feel that familiar hardness, digging into your sex, and you can't help the grind of your hips, wanting to get closer, needing to have more of him. he might be the craziest motherfucker you have ever known, and it's a shame he fucks like a pornstar.

you open your eyes, reaching down, and he smiles wickedly when you unzip his pants, shoving them low until his cock is free. like he knew this would happen, he's been leaking into his boxers, and when you pull him out, the tip is red and wet.

you squeeze your thighs around his waist when he sinks into you, grunting when his thighs press to yours, burying himself deep. you cry, your back bowing sharply, and he smooths his gloved hand down your bare stomach, licking his lips when he trails streaks of blood down your soft skin.

"'s olright," ghost mutters, "quite like chasin' ya. makes y'r cunny taste better. makes y'so fuckin' tight, too, fuck--"

"yeah--" you gasp, and he smiles again, disgusting, filthy, murderous, terrifying.

"say it. say it, and maybe i'll forgive this lil' stunt, and maybe i'll let y'cum." your eyes roll back, and he grips your face tight. "oi! say it!"

"i'm yours! fuck--yes! i'm yours..."

#yooooooooooooo wtf is wrong with me lol #i want him so bad #pleaseeeeeeeeee threaten me ill be so good #praise kink go brrr #possessive kink go BRRR #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #ghost mw2 #ghost cod #ghost call of duty #ghost mwii #ghost x reader #cod #call of duty #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley smut #simon thoughts #dark!simon

[hard-core-super-star]

kate who gets horny when she sees reader wearing her hoddie 🙏🙏

-💜

what your hands were made for [K.Bishop]

pairing: bottom!kate bishop x top!reader

summary: kate ruins a cute moment by getting a little too excited about you wearing her hoodie.

warnings: SMUT -> minors, this isn't for you [grinding/humping; pet play is more than a little implied...my hand slipped :); kate gets needy and cums very fast; teasing; kate's praise kink goes brrr; subby puppy gf kate]

wordcount: 1.6k

a/n: i've missed writing for kate so much that i blacked out and wrote most of this in one sitting. i literally can't tell you who the dominant one is supposed to be here and i feel like that's exactly the way kate would like it lmao. anywho, i'm still thinking about the marvels so have this while i recover. i hope you enjoy <3

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It’s a cold early morning in New York when your eyes open to the sight of your adorable, sleeping, girlfriend. A small smile pulls at your lips as you take her in, everything from her disheveled hair to the subtle crinkle between her eyebrows sends your heart soaring.

You can’t resist the urge to reach out and tuck a piece of her wild hair behind her ear. She stirs but only to wrap her arms tighter around your waist, an incoherent murmur of a complaint tumbling out of her parted lips. 

Kate Bishop is many things…except a morning person, something you’ve had to learn the hard way. It’s honestly a miracle she’s managed to make it to most of her early morning missions on time considering how many attempts it takes to get her to even consider getting up in the morning.

It’s hard to find her bad habit annoying when she looks so damn cute, though. 

Unfortunately for her, you’re awake, you’re hungry and Clint’s supposed to drop off her beloved golden retriever in a few hours.

You don’t necessarily understand the arrangement the two archers have but you know it can’t do Lucky any harm to be taken to the Barton’s home every once in a while. Especially during weeks when Kate is swamped with superhero work and can’t find the energy to be dragged around Central Park for a few hours.

So, you disentangle yourself from the brunette’s strong embrace and get up. 

You hear her grumble again while your hands reach for the warmest thing in sight: one of Kate’s purple hoodies chaotically thrown onto her bedside table. Any other day you’d be fighting the urge to scold her for never putting her clothes in her ridiculously large closet but today, the hoodie saves you from the cold air that nips at your skin.  

The tell-tale sound of sheets rustling around fills the room for a few seconds before Kate speaks up.

“Where are you going?” She groans, her voice carrying traces of that sleep-filled raspiness you've come to love. 

“To get ready. Clint’s coming to drop off Lucky.”

“Yeah, but that's not until later and your girlfriend wants cuddles right now.”

You turn around to face her, ready to tease her for being such a grump in the morning, only to find the archer watching you with wide eyes.

“Um…you okay, babe?”

Your voice brings her out of her thoughts and you catch sight of the pink hue that threatens to overtake her beautiful face. “Yeah…yeah, just…that hoodie looks really good on you.”

“Thank you, I stole it from my grumpy girlfriend.” 

You're technically making fun of her but all she can focus on is the way her hoodie looks on you. On the subtle smirk that pulls at your lips and the small token of possession it represents. 

She's not a jealous person or an overly controlling partner but the thought of you wearing her things, of showing you're her partner and no one else’s…stirs something inside her that she's never felt before.

You can see it. 

The way her face slowly changes from a sleepy and dazed look to hungry eyes that seem to try to devour you with a single glance. It would be startling if you didn’t know her so well.

“Come here,” she says as she extends her arms out to you.

“You’re not even going to sit up?” You can’t resist the urge to tease her even while you do exactly what she asks of you.

She merely shakes her head in response, stable hands grabbing your waist and pulling you down on top of her. You don’t even get the chance to come up with another teasing remark before she’s leaning up and stealing your thoughts away with a kiss.

You sink into her, an almost inaudible sigh slipping out of your mouth and into Kate’s as the two of you mold together. Her hands mess with the fabric of the hoodie adorning your figure but she makes no move to remove the barrier just yet.

You assume she’s just waiting for your permission to take it off until she starts caressing you over the fabric. There’s no time to question what exactly she’s doing though since her lips detach from yours only so she can nip at your jawline. “God…you look so good in my clothes, baby.”

“Yeah? Is that why you’re trying to hump the air right now?”

The groan you hear in response is exactly what you’re expecting. 

What you don’t expect however is for her hips to literally buck against the air. Your words were supposed to be a joke but of course, your girlfriend would be into it. There’s a reason you call her your golden retriever girlfriend and it’s not just because of how loyal she is.  

Her hands go from soft and exploratory to demanding in an instant and you let out a groan of your own as she maneuvers your body until she’s able to trap your knee between her legs.

She’s been awake for less than ten minutes and she already has you right where she wants you.

“Kate-” She smothers the rest of your sentence with her lips and yet you can’t find it in yourself to be mad about the interruption.

You’re too busy kissing her back to attempt to tease her once she starts moving against you, impatient hips rocking every which way to find some relief. It’s hot and adorable in ways that make your heart clench and your clit throb with need. 

“Fuck,” she mumbles against your lips.

You take the opportunity to glide your hands underneath her shirt and remove it from her in one move. She shudders, both from the cold air and the pleasure overtaking her body, and it’s a sight you don't ever want to forget.

Kate’s desperation is palpable but you enjoy watching the way she writhes under you too much to touch her the way she needs. You merely let her grind against you while your hands explore her chest, basking in the beautiful, needy, sounds you draw out of her.

You're in the middle of teasing her hardened nipples when she breaks. 

“y/n…babe…please…” There’s no sweeter sound than the sound of your girlfriend giving in to the pleasure only you can make her feel. 

“Already?” You ask through a chuckle, watching as your words make her eyes clench shut. “I haven’t even done anything yet.”

“Shut up,” she grumbles before another moan tumbles out of her.

She grips the front of your hoodie with an iron grip, pulling you down against her so she can kiss you again. You let her do what she wants while enjoying every beautiful second of her borderline frantic movements. 

It’s unreal how fast she crumbles under you, how quick she is to lose the confident act and let herself drop into a state where all she wants, all she needs, is you. Even the air she breathes is incomparable to how alive you make her feel during moments like these.

Your lips leave hers right as you push your knee against her center. You’re sure she’s seconds away from soaking through her sweatpants considering how hard she’s humping you. 

“y/n-” She gasps, her back arched and her muscles strained while she rocks against you. “Please, I can’t…”

You admire her for a few seconds before giving her the permission she not so secretly craves. “I know, you’re just a needy pup, aren’t you? You can’t help yourself, can you, Katie?”

Her eyes fly open at that and the dazed look in her eyes is more than enough of a reward for you. She nods furiously in response, clearly only a few mess thrusts away from falling apart. “Yes, yes, I am, please, baby.”

“Good girl,” you say with that proud grin that makes her melt every time. “Go on, cum for me, puppy.”

The reaction your words coax out of her is instantaneous and it’s more than enough to leave your own underwear soaked through. Your arousal is the last thing on your mind though when you have a whiny, shaky Kate Bishop wildly grinding against you while she succumbs to her orgasm and the searing pleasure it leaves behind.  

You watch her for a few seconds, doing everything in your power to commit the sight to memory, before leaning down and pressing a few feather-light kisses to her sweaty skin. “So pretty for me, you did so good, puppy.”

The only sound that comes out of her is her heavy breathing and the quiet whine she can’t keep in every time she hears you call her puppy again. It takes her a few seconds to come back down to Earth and you wait patiently for her, pressing soft kisses all over her face and mumbling all the words that soothe the gentle storm inside of her.

Her hands finally release your hoodie and she wraps her arms around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer and groaning when you move so you’re not pressing up against her cunt anymore.

“You okay?” You whisper against her.

“Mhmm. More than okay, actually.” 

Kate doesn’t give you a chance to respond. She doesn't give you a chance to do anything but let out a gasp as she rolls the two of you over and triumphantly lands on top of you.

She wastes no time in burying her flushed face into your neck and nuzzling the warm skin she finds.

“We’re gonna have to get up eventually, puppy,” you remind her even though you’re already running your fingers through her messy hair and basking in the intimacy of the moment. 

“That sounds like a problem for later.”

She’s technically not wrong and it’s obvious she’s mere seconds from falling asleep again so you bite your tongue and let her have her win. As far as mornings go, this might be your favorite way of spending them, tangled up completely with the archer that owns your heart.

#kate bishop x reader #kate bishop x female reader #kate bishop x y/n #kate bishop x you #kate bishop fic #kate bishop fanfiction #kate bishop smut #kate bishop #hawkeye #hawkeye fanfic #hailee steinfeld #marvel fanfiction #marvel fic #marvel #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fanfiction #wlw #wlw fic #writing

[genuinehc]

Something I see with some frequency in the whump community is some version of “kink blogs dni”.

And I’m left wondering… what do you think kink is in this context? What makes a whump blog a kink blog? What is the dividing line between “whumperflies” and kink?

Maybe this is driven by being an old on the internet; possessing a fairly liberal interpretation of “kink” as not being entirely (or even primarily) sexual, but rather another form of intimacy that exists alongside more standard understandings of sexuality; or otherwise being sufficiently divorced from the zeitgeist that I may never fully understand the distinction…

But I am genuinely curious and my research so far (composed of following approximately a jabillionty whump blogs and reading every scrap of meta that comes my way) has left me genuinely, profoundly confused about this distinction and why there is a distinction, as the description of whumperflies is identical, in my mind, to the kink impulse.

Frame of reference: I am ace as the day is long, but while I was still trying to figure out why normal human sexuality was not my bag (asexuality in the 90s and early 00s was not as well acknowledged as it is these days, and the availability of information was significantly more limited), I spent a lot of time in kink communities of various stripes. I’m close friends with people in 24/7 TPE relationships (and if you think that those are primarily sexual, boy howdy do I have news for you), and my father was a charter member of the Society of Janus.

So, I know kink. A lot of it isn’t my thing, even in the theoretical, but this is a subject on which I am pretty well educated by dint of family (which sounds way weirder than it was, I promise), my own curiosity, and observing and talking with close friends about their interests.

The way that whump enthusiasts talk about whump is identical to how kinky folk talk about their kinks, which is to say that it is a type of interest that transcends happy brain go BRRR and into the visceral (limbs tingling, heart pounding, gut fluttering, and yes, sometimes sexual organs doing the things that sexual organs do).

…so, do you know what the distinction is? Because I’m baffled and I’m genuinely looking for insight.

#whump #whump meta #genuine question #I’m really really interested in insights into this

[sainz-leclerc]

Got you bestie 😉

I don’t know why but Carlos gives off very much dom/top vibes . Where Charles might sometimes give switch and even bottom/sub , Carlos is 100% dom .

But the thing about him is that he can either be a really soft and gentle dom or full on mean and dominant.

In either cases I think he loves to manhandle you . Just being able to pick you up and bend you to his will mhm

Imagine coming back home after being bratty and him telling you to get on his lap , ass up to receive your punishment .

And because you’re a total brat , you tease him “no , you’re not the boss of me”

That pretty much does it for Carlos . He’s up in an instant , reaching you before you can run away . The ferrari driver would pull you over to the bed , sit down , and lay you into his lap . Your face would be buried into the mattress while Carlos takes his anger out on you bum.

“You sure about that cariño ? Look how easy it is for me to bend you however way I want . Like my little precious doll”

Ohhh he would LOVE calling you his doll . His little play thing. Also emphasize on the his . Not just anyone’s , but his possessive kink go brrr

No , but It’s safe to say this man can and WILL bend you whichever way he desires .

And you’re going to take it like the good doll you are😵‍💫

#carlos sainz #carlos sainz jr x y/n #carlos sainz jr x you #carlos sainz jr x reader #carlos sainz jr #vamos carlos #f1 one shot #formula 1 #formula 1 drabble #imagines #blurbs #oneshots #f1 #writing #f1 smut #f1 fluff #ferrari #fanfic #scuderia ferrari #romance #fiction #smut #manhandling #possessive #cs55 #sainz leclerc drabble

[daisyvisions]

Hello !!!!! I have thoughts...sunwoo and manhandling...oh my god akdbka strength kink going BRRR he'd put you into any position he'd want with such ease </3 him being a mean dom??? Omfg he'd be so rough bdks and imagine how he'd degrade 🥴 I'm actually going insane over mean dom sunwoo baodbsn

babes! I am SO sorry for getting to this late kjsdnfjkdnsf but i took into consideration your ask in my kinktober fic (more on the manhandling and possessive undertones of the story tbh) but hope you like it still!

(p.s. I might expound on this more in the future with the fic that will focus more on the mean dom! side 👀)

[lustbile]

OK YAY. idk if i was imagining a world where supernatural / hybrids r common or acceptable or whatever but ig i imagine jeno as some half-orc who blends p easily in human society - he may be remarkably HOT but just by a first glance he still looks relatively normal. it's not until u get up all close n personal that u start to notice that when he gets heated for whatever reason there r some changes, like red eyes, lil claws, terrifying expression etc 1/2 - 💘

like i was imagining maybe the first time u make him jealous or hook up or both and he's trying to contain himself so he doesn't scare u off BUT LITTLE DOES HE KNOW ur a monster fucker freak so ur into all the changes n go out ur way to rile him up to see him transform a lil. also just like size kink go brrr and like primal breeding and scent and jealousy n that but yes orc jeno comes into ym mind OFTEN these days - 💘

Jeno orc! Jeno orc! Jeno orc! I’m sorry but I just love the concept so fucking much.

but little half orc jeno who kind of has a weird relationship with his orc identity because he does see this separation between him and full humans, but also he isn’t as big as full orcs, so when he meets you and you’re so sweet to him he doesn’t want to bring it up. because maybe other humans he’s tried to be with thought he wouldn’t be able to control his strength and he doesn’t want to scare you away at all.

but of course you notice, you can see how it affects his features and his mannerisms, but you don’t have a problem with it in the slightest. especially not when he gets riled up, but still you just keep your awareness to yourself because you know it would make him shy. but that still doesn’t stop you from pushing his buttons until he finally breaks and has you laid out beneath him.

and he can’t deny it now, and no matter how badly he wants to destroy you for testing his patience, he’s so scared you’re going to push him away. but when you’re like ‘no I know you’re an orc and I also think it’s very hot. why do you think I like fucking with you?’ he’s over the fucking moon. and somehow gets even more excited when you tell him you want him to use his strength on you.

so he just fucks you over and over, filling you up with his cum until it starts spilling out of you. and he keeps his face shoved into your neck because he loves the way you smell. and his hands feel like they’re everywhere as he just roughs you up to no end. when it’s all over youd be so exhausted but so happy to as he wraps his body so possessively around you. because I know orcs are supposed to be aggressive blah whatever, but I also think they’d be big teddy bears and jeno is no exception. he’s so warm and strong and now that he knows you like him just as much as he likes you he can’t imagine letting anything take you away from him

#also I’m imaging him with the little lower canine tusk poking out #he’d be so cute #nct smut #jeno smut #ask #💘 anon

[biteofcherry]

I'll make you choose

between

Jake Jensen or Johny Storm

Steve Rogers or Andy Barber

Nick Fowler or Ari Levinson

Jake or Johnny?

A lovable nerd and real family guy, but we're shaving off that goatee 😂

~ * ~

Steve or Andy?

ALWAYS. I will always choose Steve. No matter if he's sweet, or if he's dark, if he's possessive, or if he's awkward. I will always choose Steve.

~ * ~

Nick or Ari

I had the hardest time with this choice, because I'm very into Nick recently. But tbh the sheer size won 😳🙊 I mean, look at him! Nick is hot and all, but Ari makes my size kink go brrr

Thanks for playing bestie @alexakeyloveloki

________________________

make me choose

#alexakeyloveloki #make me choose #reply

[im-his-druidess]

Honey, this may be a bit more on the vanilla side compared to what you're into (which I mean in the best way omg 🥵), but what are your thoughts on Jason Dean from Heathers?

The whole "I own you" thing he's got going on kinda makes me... 🥵🥵

Thanks sugar 🥰

Hi there! 💙

Listen, as much as I love the darker freakier kinks and enjoy writing about them, I do still enjoy vanilla on occasion 😉

As for Jason Dean from Heathers...I honestly don't know much about him 😅

I always meant to watch the movie (I absolutely adore Winona Ryder) but I just never got around to it. BUT I did look him up and I'm definitely gonna have to make time to watch it because he is quite pretty 😏

As for your question. Any type of "I own you" vibe is absolutely golden in my book. I love when characters are possessive and aren't afraid to show it or remind you that you belong to them.

It just makes my brain go brrr 🥴👌

So you are completely valid in feeling that way, Nonnie 😘

#I need to watch this #Heathers #slasher fandom #slasher movies #slasher #the cryptid answers

[stockholmgf]

Tell me, would you consider it a romantic gesture if I were to forge a knife especially for cutting you with?

7/40🦆

obviously the answer is a hard yes

pretty knife?? just for me??🥺 just to mark me up? 🥺 just to carve ur initials in me? 🥺 just to brand me as yours? 🥺

#ask sgf #7/40 #knife kink go brrrrr #possession kink go brrr

[dixondeliria]

[gif by] jaaryl

a/n: not smutty but very suggestive, might be a tad self insert, size kink go brrr.

Laying over Daryl's sturdy frame was the most comfortable place you could rest. It was the place you felt safest, guarded from the evil the world garnered.

He would willingly let the world throw everything at him full force if you could be spared from a cut on your hand.

That's what made you feel so safe with him. He'd fight tooth and nail to keep you safe, and he'd take all the torture the world had to offer just to provide that safety.

So laying here, your head resting just below his chin, legs on either side of his, hands on his shoulders, your arms bent at the elbows, his left arm around your waist rubbing your back, while his right caressed your head—this was the safest you've ever felt.

You could feel his attempt to breathe softer, so when he exhaled, it wouldn't bother you when his breath hit your skin. You breathed in his scent, he smelt like nature. He smelt of dirt and trees in the wind, if it weren't for the strong smell of cigarettes, he'd smell like a breath of fresh air.

He had just got back from a recruitment trip along with Aaron, he was gone for a little over a week. Before it didn't seem like much, but in the world now? It only took a few seconds for everything to go to south.

The days he was gone were always hard, you didn't feel safe without him around. They were hard for him too, not being able to protect you while he was out. He just wanted to hide you away from the world, where nobody but he could find you.

He was so overprotective, so jealous, and you loved that about him. You loved when he glared down the men in Alexandria when they looked at you, when he gripped onto you tightly during the parties, when his possessiveness outweighed his shyness.

The corners of your lips slowly turned upwards, tucking your lips together as you tried to hold back from giggling. You brought your right hand off his shoulder and softly bit the knuckle of your pointer finger, your smile growing wider as your thoughts continued to stir.

Taking a deep breath, your hand grabbed Daryl's, holding it gently. You stared as his large hand engulfed yours, his felt rough and strong, working hands. You watched as his thumb moved in small circles on the back of your hand, practically holding your breath as your heart raced.

You unlocked your hands, holding yours up to his in comparison. His hand blindly followed your movements, his heart full of trust for you.

You couldn't stop the timid, hushed giggles as they escaped your throat, your chest jumping with them.

"What're you gigglin' bout down there?" Daryl asked, his lips quirked up in amusement as he craned his neck to look down at you.

Looking back up at him, you smiled bashfully at him, "Nothing.." You murmured unconvincingly.

"Mhm, sure," He spoke in a knowing tone, raising his eyebrow to look at you questioningly.

You just smile back up at him before looking back at his hand and yours, the way he looked down at you making you even more giddy. He looked over you, trying to get a clue as to what was making you so giggly.

After a couple moments, your hand left his and landed on his chest. Gently, your hand slid up and down, shamelessly feeling him up, feeling his strong body under yours.

"You're just so big," You confessed, your hand gently squeezing his muscular waist.

A soft scoff was heard from above you, but you didn't need to look to know he was blushing.

"Rude," he said sarcastically, attempting to brush off your compliment with a joke.

You rolled your eyes, he knew what you meant, he knew exactly what you meant.

You felt his hand that laid on your back trail lower and lower till it met the bottom of your shirt, snaking under it, his hand met your bare back as he continued to trail it up and down.

Your hand moved to do the same, reaching under his shirt, your hand graced his bare waist, brushing back and forth between his stomach, to his waist, and his back.

Soon, his right hand moved to join his left, and your hands mirrored his.

His hands moved down to the bottom of your shirt again before pausing. Looking up, you saw him looking down at you, you nodded softly.

That confirmation was all he needed before your shirt began riding up, along with his hands.

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[plussizeficchick]

Helooooo. Do you write for Megumi Fushiguro and is it, could you write for him with his chubby s/o. A smut one where he's kind of possessive and getting jealous when someone's hitting on his s/o. Feel free to ignore this.😅

Hellooo my love💕I combined this with another ask, but honestly I might come back and add more to this cause Megumi with a bimbo reader makes my mind go brrr😭

Warnings: (oral fixation, hand kink? oral, panty sniffing, creampie)

Hands│Megumi x Bimbo!Chubby Reader

Megumi doesn’t get jealous.

He’s secure enough in himself, in his abilities and in your relationship to know that you’d never do anything to intentionally hurt him or your relationship.

He can't, however, say the same for the people trying to ruin it.

You’ve always gathered attention wherever you went. How could you not, you were a sight for sore eyes, always bubbling with excitement, pointing at different stores.

You were so cute. But, you were also a bit of an airhead.

Every time someone flirted with you, it went right over your head and because you’re so invested in whatever the person is saying, it looks almost as if you’re flirting back, and while Megumi knows that the person doesn’t stand a chance with you, he can’t help the gnawing feeling in his gut. But then, you turn around and notice him, and your eyes light up and the biggest smile spreads across your face and you’re bounding your way up to him, breasts bouncing in the low cut top you decided to wear because that’s all that seems to be in your wardrobe. And you’re grabbing at his hands.

Ah, his hands. The obsession you had with them was beyond him, but he’s happy about it nonetheless. He’d asked you about it one day. “They’re just so pretty, ‘gumi.” You said, running your fingers across the veins of his hands, slowly guiding it to your mouth. You pressed soft kisses at first, barely caressing them with your lips, before you got bolder, licking the pads of his fingers, before sucking two of them into your mouth. He remembers the way your tongue felt gliding across his digits, the warm wetness of your mouth. His cock throbs at the thought of it.

He had been away with Gojo for a couple hours to get some training in, leaving you to your own devices. Having been bored with that after a few hours, you venture out towards the kitchen hoping to get something to eat. When you enter, you see Yuuji sitting, eating an onigiri. “Hi, Yuuji!” You wave, bright smile on your face. Yuuji was fun to talk to when Megumi wasn’t around. He was like a brother to you. Swallowing, he turns to you before giving you a small wave. “Hi, (Y/N)! How are you?” He asks. Walking over to him, you sit down and chat. Before you knew it, you both were talking for hours, laughing about past missions with Nobara and Megumi.

Suddenly, you both hear someone clear their throat, so you turn and you both see Megumi standing by the door, arms crossed. He was wearing his usual sweatshirt and sweatpants, his hair slightly damp from sweat. You immediately perk up, running toward Megumi and embracing him in a hug. You don’t notice the frown etched on Megumi’s face. You don’t notice that Megumi doesn’t hug you back as tightly. And you certainly don’t notice the deathly glare he sends Yuuji’s way.

You pull away, smiling brightly up at him, “‘Gumi, perfect timing! Do you want to hang out? Yuuji seems a bit tired.” You probably shouldn’t have mentioned him. Looking down at you, Megumi gives you a curt nod. “Sure.” Brightening up, you wave goodbye to Yuuji and lead Megumi to his room. You babble on about nothing and everything and while Megumi is a bit pissed that you haven’t acknowledged his quietness, he hangs onto every word.

Reaching his room, you wait for him to open his door. Once he does, you enter and settle on his bed, looking around. He sits next to you, and you immediately take his hand in yours, playing with it. For some reason, the gesture doesn’t fill him up with reassurance, but rather fuels his anger. You guide the digits to your mouth, pressing kisses to them as you’ve done a thousand times before, but Megumi stops it, rather settling them around your throat. He pushes you to lie back on the bed, settling a knee between your legs, pressing up against your clothed cunt. You gasp at the sudden position change, the grip taking you off guard, however you can’t help but feel your panties dampen. “You’re a little slut, you know that?” He starts, tapping his fingers along your windpipe, grinding his knee against you. “I come back from training, looking for you, and what do I see? My little bimbo of a girlfriend cuddling up to my friend. How do you think that makes me feel?” He asks, dancing two of his fingers across your lips. You open your mouth to answer, but Megumi just shoves the two fingers inside your mouth, your tongue curling around the digits. “I actually don’t want to hear it.” He chuckles. “You just need to get fucked, huh?” You whine around his fingers, but try your best to nod, rubbing your cunt against his thigh, already feeling your climax build. “That’s right, baby.” He mutters, pulling away from you. You whine at the loss of contact, but stop once you feel him fists a hand in your hair, pulling sharply.

“On your knees.”

You obey his command, moving to your knees, eye level with his clothed erection. Megumi looks down at you, moving his hands to caress your face, moving his hands to your hair. You lean into his touch, the feeling a juxtaposition to his earlier treatment. It catches you off guard when he suddenly fists a hand in your hair tightly, yanking your head back. “You’re gonna be a good girl and do as I say, right?” He asks. You whine at the pain, but your cunt clenches at his roughness. He pulls your head back again, “I asked you a question, sweetheart. You gonna do as I say?” You nod your head, “Y-yes, ‘gumi.” He smirks at your response. “Take your top off.” He demands, moving to take off his clothes. He leaves his boxers on and watches as you take off your top, leaving you in your drenched panties, mini skirt and thigh highs. Such a pretty sight. The fat of your stomach spilling over the top of your skirt. So soft, so warm. He can’t wait to dig his hands into the soft flesh. And the thickness of your thighs puffing out over your thigh highs. Fuck. He needs to focus. “Such a slut, no bra? You must want Yuuji to look at your tits.” He chastises, standing in front of you. You shake your head immediately, “No, ‘gumi. Jus’ wan’ you.” You say, big, watery eyes staring up at him. You don’t want Yuuji! He sighs, almost as if he’d come to a hard decision. “Well, we gotta make it even then. Take your panties off.” You remove the undergarment, placing it into Megumi’s awaiting palm. “Now,  you’re gonna suck me off real good, okay. If you behave, I might make you cum.” You rub your thighs together at his words, nodding enthusiastically. “Okay.” You pull his boxers down, his cock immediately bouncing against his abdomen. The tip is an angry shade of pink and the tip is dripping with precum. You run your tongue along his length, leaving kitten licks against the slit. He hisses before his hands find their way in your hair again. “I said “suck”.” He says, thrusting his length against your mouth. You open wide and Megumi shoves himself in your wet heat. He groans at the feeling as you swallow around his length. Your tongue glides around his cock, slurping at the cum that oozes from the tip. “Fuck, yeah. That’s it, baby.” He moans, thrusting himself further inside your mouth. A particularly loud groan has you looking up at Megumi, and the sight has your cunt gushing between your thighs. He has your panties pressed against his nose, sniffing the wet spot that was left behind. He hits the back of your throat and you gag around his length, but that just pushes him to fuck your face harder, pulling tears from your eyes. He looks down at you and nearly cums from the sight. Spit is dribbling along his cock which makes the glide that much smoother and you take his length all the way, burying your nose in his trimmed pubes. The eye contact, the way your mouth feels around him coaxes his orgasm and he cums with a groan, body shuddering as the intensity of his orgasm washes over him. You swallow the thick liquid, making sure there’s nothing left. Megumi pulls out of your mouth and you open, showing that it’s empty. “Good girl.” He praises, helping you to your feet.

As soon as you’re upright he’s kissing you fiercely, prying your mouth open with his tongue, and he’s tasting the saltiness of himself on your tongue and it coaxes his cock into hardness once again. Your tongues collide as you moan into the kiss, moving to take off your skirt. “Leave it on. I wanna fuck you in it.” He groans, pressing his lips against yours again. You fall back onto his bed, hardly separating. “You ready f’me? You need me to-” You shake your head, wanting to feel him inside you. “No, s’okay. Need you, ‘gumi.” You whine, grinding against his length. He presses wet kisses along your cheek to your neck, sucking on your sweet spot. “Okay, baby. I got you.” He lines himself up with your entrance before pushing in, groaning at the tightness. “Fuck, baby. Feel s’good.” He moans. You whine at the feeling of his thick length stretching you out, the painful pleasure causing you to clench around him. “Gotta loosen up f’me, baby. It’s not gonna feel good if you don’t.” He guides, pulling you into a slow kiss. He runs his hands along your body, squeezing the fat of your stomach, groaning into your mouth. You slowly loosen around him and he’s thrusting into you at a smooth pace, angling his hips to find your g-spot. You let out a loud moan, “T-there ‘gumi. Righ’ there.” His cock kissing your g-spot dead on. He speeds up his pace, thrusting harshly into your sweet spot. Sweat is building up on your foreheads, your tongues gliding against one another. He reaches a hand down to rub at your clit and you let out a loud squeal. “‘m gonna cum, ‘gumi. Fuck- please. Can I cum?” You ask, tears building up in your eyes. “Hold it.” He demands, wanting you both to finish at the same time. You try your best to hold out, fisting his sheets as he grinds harshly against you. His cock throbs inside you as he groans, “Cum, baby. Cum on my cock.” And you let go, slick gushing from your cunt, drenching his cock and balls in your juices. He cums inside you, thick spurts of his cum coating your womb. He rides out your highs, grinding his softening cock inside you. 

He pulls out, pushing your legs open wider to watch his cum drip out of your abused hole, the sight enough to get him hard again. He kisses your forehead before collapsing beside you, pulling you into his side. You trail your hands across his chest, drawing little designs with your fingers. “Were you jealous, ‘gumi?” You ask, looking up at him. He kisses your head again before scoffing. “‘Course not.” 

Cause Megumi doesn’t get jealous.

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[oworiio]

yandere headcannons

characters: mikey/manjiro sano, draken/ken ryuguji, baji keisuke

rating: sfw and nsfw (under le cut) minor violence warnings

gender neutral sfw — female nsfw

MIKEY

sfw

Calls you Baby and Darling

Monitors you on everything. Literally has all of your passwords to all of your social media accounts, your devices and emails, if there’s one he doesn’t know he legit ignores you until you give it to him because what do you have to hide huh? Other guys? He always has to have your location on because if not how can he know his baby is safe? He feels like if he doesn’t know you’re safe he’ll lose his mind.

Calls. Calls. Calls. He loves calling you 24/7. He spam calls you 5-10 times until you’ve picked up and if you haven’t picked up after those times, he comes to your location and finds out why you’re ignoring him.

Your grades and his have gone to shit (not like he cares about school) ever since Mikey’s obsession with you has increased since he’s been taking you out of your classes to go on little adventures and dates.

Lowkey doesn’t even feel guilty about the trouble he causes because he’s so caught up and infatuated with you. 

You’re always at the Toman meetings, you’re basically the second vice president.

He sometimes doesn’t even see what he does half of the time

Hates when guys interact with you. Legit blocks any guy in your follows and contacts, he only lets you follow him and likewise. 

You always have to have something of him on you. Whether it be his jacket, shirt, hoodie, something. Even a pin he gave you he doesn’t care. 

Extremely clingy and needy. Hands all over you always. Headpats, holding your head to look at him, always holding your hands, loves pda, kissing and basically making out in front of Toman is a daily thing, he doesn’t give a fuck if his gang hates it. He loves it.

One time a guy mustered up the courage to confess and ask you out, you swore after that day you never saw him again. 

“When did you ever think you could have ever had a chance with [Name]?”

You’re all over his phone, you’re his wallpaper, his lockscreen, he has a photo of you on his phone case, you’re his profile picture and his bio is either the date you guys started dating or ‘[Name] is mine.’ Probably has matching bio’s/profile picture’s if not.

You’re the only person other than his family and Draken who can call him by his first name. Hearing his name come from your soft voice melts his heart.

nsfw

Praises you a ton. The whole time is basically just him moaning and groaning and telling you how good you are and how beautiful you are.

“[Name]— It’s- it’s so good, Fuck!— You’re so pretty, you’re so pretty, you know that, baby? So beautiful... for me.”

Breeding kink goes brrr. The idea of you being bred by him and having his seed inside of your womb turns him on to the max. Never ever pulls out. Why waste perfectly good sperm? lowkey pisses you off because plan b is expensive

Loves cock warming, he’s kinda a exhibitionist. You can’t even count how many times he had his dick throbbing inside of you while he’s with Toman. What can I say? He loves being inside of you. 

“What’s wrong darling?” he grins beside you, a soft chuckle leaves his mouth as he whispers, “Shh, be a good girl for me darling, we wouldn’t want them knowing how naughty you are.” 

Marks. All over you. Red and purple bruises all over your neck, chest and inner thighs. He knows what he’s doing, he wants everyone around him to know how owns you. 

Keeps your panties in his pocket just in case, just to smell it. He isn’t one to jerk off because your pussy is 101% better, but when he does it’s a 10/10 no doubt your underwear is wrapped around his cock.

His favorite position is missionary/mating press. Seeing your cute face getting filled and fucked by his dick is a beautiful sight to see and he wouldn’t trade the world for it. He isn’t lying when he says you’re the most beautiful girl he’s ever met. 

DRAKEN

sfw

Calls you Angel and Sweetheart

He doesn’t even realize he’s become so possessive and obsessed over you. I mean the infamous Draken isn’t known to have a woman. 

Your relationship came out of a blue, Draken believes you put him under a spell considering A) he legitimately had no attraction to Emma and B) how he’s not only taken but completely undoubtedly obsessed with you. I mean seriously, the way you make him feel when other guys look at you, you must've done something. 

He started taking a part time job aside from Toman to buy you all of your desired gifts. Call him a sugar daddy because if your watching something at a store for more than 10 seconds, he’s buying the whole stock for you.

Piggy back rides. Why should he ever let a god(dess) like you tire yourself walking? 

Physically blocks you from any man's gazes, He’s tall enough to. You’re always in front of him, just so he’s sure no one’s staring at where they shouldn’t be.

Lowkey toxic, doesn’t let you wear your good outfits around other people, stuff like that is for him and him only.

“Why are you wearin’ shit like that [Name]? Change. Now.”

Draken isn’t one to have social media, it just isn’t for him, but suddenly he has every social media you have just to ‘make sure’. Definitely not stalking you or saving every picture you post.

You’re a professional lap warmer, swear Draken is like a chair to you at this point. You think nothing of it but he feels a huge ego boost knowing such a cutie is sitting on his lap for everyone to see.

Hand holding. It’s like a reflex to hold your hand. 

So many pictures of you. He even records your voice to hear it whenever he can.

He does feel guilty for wanting to murder every guy that talks to you but he can’t help it what the fuck business does he have with you? 

nsfw

Kinky as a mf

Has a degradation kink with undertones of praise kink, is a bit mean.

Calls you whore, slut, bitch, all the while calls you pretty, baby, angel

“You like that don’t you? You’re just a dumb bitch for me. Say it, Say you love it when I fuck your tight pretty cunt.” He growls, his voice full of carnality, as he takes  another hit on your ass, spanking it awarding another yelp from you. “I- I love it when master fucks my tight pretty cunt-!”

Loves spanking you, he can’t help let out a little stress afterall you’re the reason why, making him worry, and making him so goddamn horny. You’re the reason why his libido is so high these days.

Loves marking you. A little bit more than the others. He goes more than just hickies, he loves writing on you with sharpie. ‘MASTER’S WHORE’ on your ass, ‘Property of Draken’ on your tummy, ‘SLUT’ on your forehead, 

Has considered buying a collar for you to wear and have his name as your tag.

Extremely hard and passionate during sex, He knows he’s extremely big in the dick department so he doesn’t try to go to fast, But when he’s cumming he can’t help but pistol himself frantically into your warm pussy.

SIZE KINK !! Loves picking you up and folding you and fucking you until you’re begging, no matter how much you mf weigh you’re as light as a feather to him.

He hates jerking off because his hands could never compete with your pussy.

He loves cumming on you, he isn’t a big fan of cumming inside because he doesn’t wanna be irresponsible, but seeing his load on your cute face or ass—automatically hard again.

Favorite position is definitely in between doggy style and standing up or the full nelson. Seeing your ass bouncing on his cock, or seeing your face as he picks you up and thrusts inside of you, or folding you and during you into a real life sex toy, he can’t seem to choose which is his favorite.

BAJI

sfw

Calls you babe, and baby, honey if he’s being sweet.

Has no idea legit, no idea he’s become a yandere

Can’t even count how many guys he’s beaten down to a pulp for just looking at you. He has no guilt about it either, how fucking dare they look at you.

PDA!!! No shame about it either full on making out sessions in public and Baji isn’t one to be quiet either. 

You’re basically Baji’s property.

“You’re mine [Name]. Mine. No one else's.” You nod in return.

Extremely fucking toxic to the max. 

Does not let you go to any parties or gatherings without him, especially with any other guy, if he founds out you better wish your ass he doesn’t find out his name because he’s gonna be in the hospital. 

Does not let you wear any clothes that could expose your figure or be even a bit revealing.

Always on your phone to make sure you’re not texting other guys, legit deleted some of your socials because he was done dealing with it.

Legit punched more than half of Toman for staring at your direction, not even directly looking at you. Mitsuya and him didn’t get along for a week after Baji thought he was checking you out.

Commits petty thievery to get you clothes, things and any snacks you want, if you it want Baji is a full on kleptomaniac for you.

You’re always on his bike, and you’re always wearing his Jacket. Baji’s jacket. God being seen with you in his bike while you’re holding him tight + you’re wearing his jacket? Is this heaven?

Baji would be lying if he said he didn’t steal your hair ties and lip balm, small little things you probably wouldn’t have noticed were gone, but they meant the world to him because it smelled like you. 

Becomes borderline animalistic when he’s angry throws shit and throws a fit when he doesn’t know where you are or when you’re giving another guy attention. Baji can’t handle not being the centre of your attention. 

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[tteokdoroki]

saccahrine sundays | k.bakugou

♡ pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader.

♡ word count: 5.3K

♡ rating: mature, 18+, mdni.

♡ genre: pro hero!au, married!au, fluff + smut.

♡ summary: katsuki can never find enough time to get some sleep. between being a full time pro hero, a father and a husband— hours of rest are hard to come by. unless it’s one of those sweet, sweet saccharine sundays.

♡ warning(s): please read ! heavy smut, pwp ( characters aged up to late twenties ), somnophilia, unprotected sex ( wrap it before you tap it, kids ), fingering ( female recieving ), tummy bulges, mating press, pregnancy!kink, daddy!kink, breeding!kink, light!exhibitionism, cumplay + needy bakugou has a praise!kink... <3

♡ author’s note(s): brrr hey guys! it feels like forever since i last posted a full fic, january was bleh so im happy to get this out !! special thanks to @greenchild for feeding me this idea and thank to all of you for your love, support and 2.8K. i love you all, enjoy <3

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katsuki bakugou couldn’t remember the last time he’d gotten a full nights sleep. between being a pro hero and family life, the full eight to nine hours of pure rest wasn’t easy to come by— now he wasn’t complaining, he was far too grateful for the life he lead to whinge and whine about the finer details. bakugou was right on track to becoming the number two, he had a beautiful wife who loved him and supported him no matter how reckless he might have been and two little brats that he adored more than anything. he was miles ahead of his high school classmates, never letting up or resting so like he said, there was no room to complain.

but even as the faintest wisps of light slip through drawn curtains and a vermillion gaze settled on the old all might digital alarm clock ( reading 9:01 AM ), katsuki bakugou can’t help but feel grateful for the sleep he just had. no interruptions from wailing toddlers or infants who need changing, no late night call ins for patrols— none of that, just an arm around his wife’s waist and the soft sound of her breathing to coax him out of his sleepy state.

bakugou remembers now, a distant yet far from faint memory of where he and his wife spent two days of their honeymoon under slumber’s spell, having ravished each other the very night they arrived in paris for their honeymoon ( all mina’s idea, she had told katsuki it was the perfect destination for newly weds in love— and whilst the several districts his alien friend recommended did appease you, the blonde had promised to take you on a more luxurious getaway when he was hire up in the hero rankings ). of course that very honeymoon lead you to fall pregnant with your first little miracle— taiga bakugou, the very spitting image of her father except or the slight tilt to her nose and the sparkle in her eye that only her mother possessed.

raising her had proven to be both an enjoyable and exhausting experience for katsuki, with a matching explosive personality to rival even her daddy’s— there were many restless nights the pro hero spent butting heads with his daughter while his sweet spouse was away on missions and getting used to the field again. even during the pregnancy, full nights of rest were little to none— the cravings taiga gave you were almost unbearable for the blonde, not to mention the 2AM labour his little girl put you through...and yet he would repeat the last four years of lack of sleep all over again if it meant reliving every single moment with you. raising tatsumo was much better; however.

so as the weight of well deserved slumber lifts from katsuki’s shoulder’s he’s forced to deal with the memories of your sweet cries from the night (or rather, nights) he made you his wife. he stirs under cotton sheets, a familiar hardness pressing against his inner thigh as he recalls the way you tightened around him— “honey baby,” the desperate whisper tastes foreign, bitter across his tastebuds as he licks his lips. katsuki was usually much more composed when it came to sex, he could hold out for hours while you pleaded and begged of him to give you more. but this morning was different, very much so.

skilfully, the ash blonde slips a hand between your sheets, finger tips calloused with years of training and battle, dancing up your bare thighs from where you wear only his shirt and a pair of panties. the fingers trail up to your underwear, pressing them against your cunt as bakugou watches your face for any reaction— you twitch once before falling back into a deep slumber, letting your husband know that he can continue. he peels like orange silk away from your core and down your legs, half resisting the urge to sniff your undergarment like the dirty man he is but he decides that he can longer wait, already turned on by the feeling of your bare pussy against his hand.

the pro knows exactly how to turn you on, dragging is nails down your thighs just an inch from your wetness and his mind fogs with lust at the thought of the sounds you’d make for him if you were awake...not yet, he says to himself. his next move is to fuck your mouth, two of his digits sliding past parted lips from where you snore— gathering the drool that pools on the surface of your tongue. back and forth; move bakugou’s fingers until he’s satisfied with how wet you’ve made them with your spit. returning those very same fingers to your cunt, he parts your folds— already slightly sticky and hot with the nectar he’s used to savouring. if this were any other time, bakugou would be eating you out like a man starved of his last three meals but the rising sun tells him that his moments to fuck you are very few.

so now, he slides those lubed up fingers right into your tight little hole, shuddering under the sheets at how you automatically clamp around him— even while you sleep. katsuki’s vermillion eyes seek out your face in the warm light of the dusk, watching as your expression contorts into that familiar look of pleasure— lips blossoming into a cherry pout, brows furrowed as if you’re focusing on the way your husband makes you feel.

“fuck, honey baby, so good ‘n pliant for me even when yur fuckin’ sleepin’,” katsuki slurs against saliva that slips along his tongue, he’s hungry to fuck you, make you moan and scissors his fingers deep inside your obedient cunt in away that makes your slumbering body jump. pressing a thumb to your neglected clit, bakugou twists his fingers in search for your g-spot, pumping them into you with vigour. “gonna make you cum angel, baby, please cum while you’re like this s’you can take my cock.”

if there’s one thing pro hero dynamite knows, it’s that your body is a slave to him, no matter what state it’s in. your thighs part instinctively; giving your husband room to curl his fingers and press down hard on your pleasure spot— gummy walls sucking him in deeper. he makes you cum while you sleep, juices staining  your supple skin, honeyed from the warm light outside.

“atta girl, cummin’ for your husband like that even when you’re sleeping— so fuckin’ naughty...” katsuki grunts, locks of sun kissed hair beginning to plaster itself against his forehead. his body shakes with the desire to be inside of you, his internal temperature rising with every second that he’s not sheathed within your walls. pulling his fingers away from your twitching mound, bakugou slides them, cum soaked and all, into his mouth to taste your very sweetness. “would eatcha out like a starved man, honeybee, but we don’t gotta lot of time left baby...”

with that, bakugou shuffles his sweats down enough for his cock to spring free, tip bright red and leaking against his toned, scarred abdomen. with practised ease, he hooks your right leg over his waist and positions your dripping cunny right over the head of his length. it takes everything katsuki has not to plunge deep inside of you, to abuse your tempting cunt until it’s formed into the shape of his cock but for once he wants to take you slowly, enjoy his time with your limp body at his disposal.

pressing his girth against your slick entrance, your husband sighs, coating himself with the remainders of your delightful release. the mess you made just for him, makes it easier for him to guide his cock between your velveteen folds that take him so well. his free hand comes up to brush over your cheek and even in the depths of your rest you manage to nuzzle into katsuki’s palm and make his coo— what a precious little doll you are, so good for him and always so obedient no matter what state you’re in. fuck, it drives him so insane that he can’t even think straight.

“...suki....”

fucking hell. the way you sigh out for him so mawkishly whilst you dream makes him twitch, not even half the way inside you.  “c’mon honey baby, don’t go moanin’ my name like that when i haven’t even had a c-chance to make you mine yet—“ the blonde shudders, eyes screwing shut as he finally bottoms out inside of you. katsuki let’s out a choked moan, from deep within his chest while you welcome him into your lethally syrupy cunt. “ohh, fuck, that’s the stuff, good girl...”

bakugou’s thrusts start slow yet, forcing your limp body to jolt up the bed and your tits to bounce in tune with the rhythm of his hips— your little hole sucks him in so greedily, so selfishly, clamping down on him as if to prevent him from leaving your body as a whole. pro hero dynamite is shaken to his core, how can his precious baby take him so darlingly while she’s asleep, refusing to let go of him and keep his cock tucked away inside of you.

shit, shit, shit.

he wants to defile you, asleep or not, ruin how pure and angelic your body appears even after years of being together. it’s your fault he’s like this anyway, you deserve to have your pussy destroyed no matter the circumstances— ruby framed eyes threaten to roll back into his skull while bakugou picks up the swirl of his hips between your sticky thighs, you flutter and squeeze around the girth that’s stretched you out so many times before and yet you still remain a tight hole designed for your husband and your husband alone.

lips map their way up the column of your neck, committing every dip and scar and blemish to memory even though katsuki knows where each of them are. the amber colour of the morning sun highlights each of your marks, your husband giving you as many lovebites to match each one. “nn, suki...more..” you whimper, so quiet he almost misses it underneath the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin. could you feel how he deflowered you in your sleep? ruining such a good girl while you resting? he wants so bad to corrupt you from the inside.

static stretches across katsuki’s brain, crackling as his neurones fire and dopamine fizzes in his veins. cum. cum. breed her. it’s too soon but the blonde can’t help it, pent up and high on the morning sunrise— addicted to the taste of your skin licked with light perspiration. it’s been ages since he’s had you like this, can you blame him for not hanging on so long? bakugou lifts your thigh higher on his waist, using it as leverage to plough into the deepest parts of you, his precious wife, desperate to cream inside you before wake up.

“mm, know you’re close lovebug, won’t you cum for me suki?”

katsuki’s gaze hones in on you, vision blurred and hazy with lust from his impending orgasm. your own eyes are heavy with sleep but the soft smile on your face is filled with a familiar adoration and saccharine love that the blonde can never get tired of. he knows that you know your voice alone is another to send him speeding off of the cliff of release— your hole squeezing around him, beautiful hips that once brought his children into the world gracefully moving up and down to coax his girthy cock to its final release.

“honey baby,” katsuki whines like a broken man when you cup his face, hot puffs of air warming up the space between you.  his hips don’t let up though, driven by the way you move against him beneath the sheets, he’s so close he can almost taste it. “c-couldn’t wait for you to wake up, needed you so fuckin’ bad...”

your mouth hangs open in a quiet groan, getting lost in the claps of sweaty bodies against one another and katsuki latches onto your lower lips to swallow your noise— breathing it in and letting it spread through his body like oxygen. “oh, lovebug, y-you don’t...” you pause, eyes rolling to the back of your head as the angry tip of your husband’s cock grazes against your gummy spot, sending your walls into a flurry of flutters that make katsuki twitch. “ ...you don’t ever have to wait with me, d-don’t hold back, kay?”

you’re a breathless mess, a sight to behold and he can’t take not having you filled with his seed any longer. the lazy push and pull of your bodies smacking wetly against each other become erratic thrusts, heat pooling in the abdomen of the pro hero boiling him alive in feelings of desire for you and you alone.

bakugou quivers from his lips to his toes when he cums, filling your slippery walls with a creamy white and lining your insides with the claim of your man. your man. your husband. “fuck, fucking hell,  h-honey, gimme that pussy...gimmie that fuckin’ pussy,” his groans linger in the crisp early morning air, dancing with the static while he orgasms within you, endless bouts of white stuffing you to the brim. you kiss in an attempt to calm him, squeezing around his thick cock to ride out his high. you taste of orange liquor  and manuka honey, addicting while he sucks lavishly on your tongue and spares you the air you need to breathe. ‘cause at the end of the day call you need is him.

“did you cum, precious one?” ever the gentleman, katsuki has to ask but even you can see in his blood red ruby eyes ( no matter how tired they may seem ) that he’s gearing up for a second round, shallow thrusts pushing his own release  deeper into your fertile womb. there’s about thirty minutes until the kids wake up, but your lover can make you see stars in fifteen.

you shake your head once as bakugou rolls you onto your back— strong arms caging you into the prison if his love. large hands dance tenderly up the back of your thighs and you meet his eyes with such a saccharine smile his heart bursts at the sight of you. “you’re insatiable, lovebug,” the tingling notes of your moan caresses bakugou’s cheek as he manoeuvres your legs to fold you into a mating press, shifting his weight above you. “did you really need me that much, daddy bear?”

“think y’already know the answer to that, honeybee,” katsuki drawls, tripping over his words filled, oh so generously with blazing desire. he still remains sheathed inside you, a darling whine dripping from his cherry lined lips— the ones sore from kissing you— as he gives an experimental thrust into the tight heat of your core. you accept him willingly, opening up for him like a blossoming flower which makes katsuki’s hot breath stutter from the overstimulation. neither of you can look away, sharing the intimate moment of his length sinking into you— katsuki groans as you suck him in inch by inch before leaning over and attaching his lips to yours, licking at the seam of them in order to coax them open. his wife is a tease however; denying him the pleasure of sucking on her tongue...for now at least.

but it’s all worth it, for katsuki wants to burn the erotic sight of you beneath him into his mind forever. your skin shines like it was kissed by the setting moon, eyes hooded and holding a lust that only burns brightly for him while your chest heaves in anticipation of your husband claiming you for the second time that morning. “m-move suki, please—c-can’t...” the tail end of your pleas fall away with the fading night sky.

the man doesn’t need to be told twice.

save for a few shallow thrusts to get going, katsuki soon finds himself pistoning into you at an unruly, god speed pace. the blonde revels in the way one hand of yours twirls strands of his hair between your fingers whilst the other digs crescent moons into his blemished honey skin. helpless huffs and candied cries tickle bakugou’s ears while he presses your body flush against his and pins you down with his hips.

their movements don’t ever waver, cock catching on every ridge your damp pussy has to offer him, each thrust calculated amplify your pleasure that rolls in heatwaves throughout your body. katsuki’s mind grows blank, thick with the mirage you’ve cast over him from the way you push back against him, taking more of his inches into you.

“ngh, lovebug,” you say, high off of euphoria while katsuki’s leaking cock bears down harshly on your g-spot and you smile up at him deliriously— looking like the eighth wonder of the world. you grab the hand your husband uses to keep your thighs up and bring it down to your tummy for him to feel what you feel. “can feel your cock inside me, love, so big...makin’ my tummy bulge like a good daddy bear...”

something snaps within katsuki at the sound of your breathless praise; a feral blaze setting alight deep inside his chest— spreading throughout his body as his cock drives deeper and deeper inside your spongy, wet cunt— just about breaching the gates of your cervix. breed her. fuck her. make her swollen with your cum. bakugou can’t even think straight; intoxicated by the way you move against him, the way you look so full of him and his thick length.

he wants you to look full all of the time. so katsuki does with the only way he knows how. dropping his head to your neck, sharp attack your neck with blossoms of bruises forming under your skin in the name of love— you whine, a gorgeous symphony of his name against his ear while you tangle your fingers in the baby hairs at the nape of his neck. “y’can’t jus...jus say stuff like that to me, honey...” bakugou croons against your skin, screwing his eyes shut while his hips pick up the pace and plunging his length right into your womb. the sounds of your arousal wetly spill into the sex scented air— fuelling katsuki to thrust into you faster. “not if you...n-not if you don’t want me to fuck another one of those shitty brats into you.”

as stuttered as his words are, bakugou means every single one of them. a primal desire activates in the back of his mind, overriding every single of senses. just the thought of lining your womb with his pungent seed, making you pregnant once again and seeing you round and full with katsuki’s child is enough to drive him off of the rails. And the pro hero knows that you feel the same, he can tell by the way your heat clamps down on his cock and strangles him, as if to milk him of every ounce of his cum.

“yes, want you to make me pregnant suki, make me a mommy again, please—!”  you simper out loud, desperate tears springing to your eyes while the bed groans beneath you. visions of you round and swollen with a baby drives him to thrust into you harder, faster so that more and more of his precum spills into you. “know you want it, want it too...your cum, deep inside me—ohmygod suki—yes!”

bakugou slaps a hand over your mouth, watching as your sweet doe eyes brim with tears at the languid roll of his hips against yours. “careful honeybee, don’t want the kids to...fuckin’ hell... h-hear—“ he stutters, eyes rolling, limbs shaking violently. his other hand drops between your conjoined bodies, drawing vicious circles into your swollen clit to draw you closer and closer to the edge. star dust is littered behind your eyes, the bright white signifying the race to your high that only katsuki can give to you. “or do you want to be heard, you want everyone to hear how full you’re gonna become when i get you pregnant again. how you’ll whine and beg me to suck on your tits when you start makin’ that sweet milk for our baby. is that what you fuckin’ want, yn?”

you can’t help the way your pussy flutters around his cock that brutally grazes your g-spot— the dirty words your husband speaks like music to your ears. a symphony with his moans and the sounds of his balls slapping against your bare ass.  “oooh, shit baby, you must do with the way your lil cunny clamps down on me—just like that...”

“oh god, lovebug please...cum...cum! need it daddy bear—can’t take it anymore,” you babble against katsuki’s hand, brain turning to mush at the unbearable pleasure. the knot in your tummy becomes tighter, close to snapping as the white light of pleasure clouds your view.

patterns drawn diligently against your clit speed up; turning to quick figure of eights to tease your orgasm. “‘course you fuckin’ do honey baby, my little breeding bitch. my sweet little wife who can’t wait to be a mommy again. take this cock, you dirty whore. take it and I’ll give you my fuckin’ baby.” bakugou slurs, losing all control as the pace of his hips begins to falter. you can feel his dick twitching inside of you, tip pulsing with the need to paint your insides.

your gazes lock within the frenzy, while your back arches and hips lift to take your husband deeper inside you. dynamite is feral like you’ve never seen before; an animal reduced purely back to instinct. unfocused red eyes become teary like your own with hot pleasure while they lock onto you but you know that behind lust; loved the adoration and love your husband holds for you. thats all you need to reach the edge and tumble into your orgasm,

it takes but a few more thrusts and a pinch to your clit before you’re cumming— release squirting out and splattering against bakugou’s toned abdomen.

the blonde never lets up while you cum undone on his iron hot rod, letting him pump into you with unrelenting feverishness. katsuki is desperate, needing an extra push even with you strangling his cock with your insides. “s-say you’ll make your daddy a daddy baby, say you’ll give me another fucking kid. fuck, fuck yeah...please honey baby—“ bakugou damn near sobs, trembling violently above you as his breath hitches with ever hiccup.

smiling gently, you pull his head to your neck, cradling your husband while his pace slows to circular grinds. “i’ll make you a daddy again, you can cum for me now lovebug...”

“shit, shit, oh god— cummin’...” thats all bakugou needs to hear before bottoming out inside of your abused hole—  screaming against your bitten flesh and forcing his cock into your fertile womb as he sprays with his thick, sticky seed. white coats every ridge and crevice of your pussy while impatient thrusts slow to sensual grinds. you feel the tears of neediness soak the supple skin of your neck, rocking your hips against katsuki to milk his cock for all it’s worth— even if slow waves of his cum seep down your folds and to the sheets below.

“g’morning, katsuki,” you sigh blissfully, fingers combing through your lover’s sweaty mop of sun kissed locks. the pair of you lie still, limbs still intertwined as you catch your breath under the orange hues of the light outside.

your husband shifts his head to look at you, eyelids heavy over blood red eyes with a satisfied look on his face. he’ll never get over having you all to himself first thing in the morning— katsuki bakugou will always consider that a luxury and as he looks to you, a great smile soon takes his features. “yeah...good fucking morning to you too, angel face,” bakugou doesn’t dare pull out of you, intent on keeping his word. “love you yn, you’re always so good to me...”

katsuk’s lips mould into a pout as you continue your earlier ministrations of brushing back sweat slicked hair away from his face before pressing a chase kiss to his lip and making his cock twitch from over sensitivity, inside of you. he was always a sucker for the romantic moments after a passionate round of sex, he was a domestic, love struck son of a bitch what could he say? “suki...lovebug, you know you can pull out if it’s too much,” you remind him, the sound of your voice pulling his attention back to you. as he stares; katsuki maps out every detail of your face, the way your eyes glitter in the mellow light that peeks from between closed curtains or the slight dip across your cheek in the form of a scar from where you’d been injured on the field— he spends time committing it all to memory as if it’s the last time he’ll get to witness such beauty. “you’re staring, bug.”

“nuh uh, not pulling out.” huffing, bakugou leans up for another kiss, which you happily provide him with as he curls up onto your chest like a kitten seeking warmth. “keepin’ you plugged full s’you can get preggers like i fuckin’ promised.”

“you were serious?” you question him first, earning yourself another grouchy huff before your eyes roll and a comfortable silence sweeps across your bedroom, periodically interrupted by the morning birds waking up and chirping. “always a man of your word, huh bug? don’t worry, we’ll make you a daddy bear soon, but i’ve got to clean up before the kids wake up.”

“don’ you fuckin’ move— leave the dumbass kids, they’ll be fine on their own.”

“not with taiga’s quirk coming through, now move, you’re heavy.”

with that, you manage to shove bakugou off of you and he only hisses lightly as his softened cock hits the cold air, already missing your heat. the banter between you both as husband and wife is always light and you always win; he wants to bite back but anything he says will be soft on his sharp tongue. damn you and you being the love of his life. bakugou watches as you fix his shirt over your frame and head to your en-suite bathroom to make yourself more presentable to your kids— mumbling something about how many times katsuki came inside of you.

sure there was a lot of it, but he’d only cum inside you twice and he was trying to give you a baby. again.

the shower turns on and he can hear the sound of water running but it doesn’t cover your sweet voice as you call for him. he could never miss that. “katsuki bakugou, you horny bastard, i love you, my daddy bear!” you sing for him; making the blonde smile.

“i love you more, honey baby,” he chuckles back, tucking himself back into sweats before settling back into the ruined sheets.

bakugou was so luckily to have you and you’re beautiful children— he wouldn’t trade any moment of his life for the world except for maybe more time with you. he swore, he’d spend forever loving you if he could.

“daddy?” sweet thoughts are cut off by the groggy voice of bakugou’s eldest daughter, taiga, who stands in the doorway of his bedroom rubbing her cherry red eyes.

the blonde grins, rising from his place in bed and crossing the room in three short strides. he quickly crouches down in front of his little girl and ruffle her unruly mop of matching blonde hair. “g’morning brat, what’s up?”

taiga clutches her shoto plushy tightly, the one uncle todoroki had gotten her for her first birthday ( the one that bakugou hated because it was his daughter’s favourite— kirishima hated it too because he had always thought he was the favourite uncle ), and pouts down at her father, scowling sleepily. bakugou knows if you could see the two of them now, you’d be saying she was the spitting image of him. “tatsumo woke up n wouldn’t stop whinin’, fink he’s hungry, daddy!” the little girl grumbles, clearly still reeling in the after effects of her sleep that got cut short.

“how about we go get him and make some pancakes then?” katsuki suggests softly, hauling his daughter onto his bare shoulders and being mindful not to drop her stupid fuckin’— i mean her plushy to the ground. “y’gonna help me mix up enough batter for ya ma n’ brother, you got that brat?”

taiga squeals as at the new found height, wrapping a singular chubby arm around bakugou’s head for support, making his heart burst at the tiny hand that grips his chin. fuck, he loved his life. “only if we can add choco chwips, daddy!”

“oi, don’t you push your fuckin’ luck with me brat, ya mommy might let you get away with eatin’ shit like that but not me—“ bakugou makes an attempt to scold his daughter while they make way towards his son’s room, but he already knows he’s going to give into her. he can’t say no to taiga.

“i’ll tell mommy you cursed at me!”

“why you little sh—“

“careful, katsuki, if you keep cursing her out i might have to put you on punishment later,” taiga bursts in to wriggly giggles on bakugou’s shoulders, making it harder to keep her in place as you brush past him to grab tatsumo from the nursery.

“daddy’s gonna get in trouble!”

the teasing tone to your voice lingers in the air while you fetch your son, who seems groggy and pouty when he comes into katsuki’s view— wrapped up in your arms while you wear a cleaner shirt of his. there’s that glint in your eye, similar to the one your children posses when they’re doing something mischievous. and  that alone tells the ash blonde he’ll be getting punished in ways that could lead to another little one rushing through your house.

bakugou can roll with that.

but for now; he reaches up and pinches taiga’s nose— telling her to stop running her mouth and sending you into giggles while you carry your children downstairs for breakfast. katsuki bakugou couldnt remember the last time he’d gotten a full nights sleep, but what he did know is that he’d always remember the very saccharine mornings he’d get to spend with you and your beautiful children after.

bonus:

“taiga, did you put chocolate chips in the batter even though i told you no?”

bakugou had turned his back for but a mere second to grab some milk for tatsumo; who played happily with smooshed bits of banana in his high chair— and suddenly, the batter was littered with the offending, tiny pieces of candy.

“no, it was mommy!”

“yn...”

you quickly throw your hands up in the air as defence, dropping the packet of sinful treats to the counter. “what? i’m having cravings, bakugou!”

“you’re not even pregnant, yn!” the man himself raises his spatula at you accusingly with a scowl, biting down on his tongue to prevent himself from cursing again.

you smile up at your husband, knowing he can’t stay mad at you for long. “but i will be, katsuki, it’s the thought that counts.” your eyes flicker up as you wipe the melted chocolate on your finger tips off with your tongue before moving to settle your daughter down for breakfast. bakugou splutters, cheeks flaming with a reddish rose at the thought of your soon to be baby and all the activity that comes with making one which makes you laugh. “oh and lovebug? your pancakes are burning.”

with a jump, katsuki turns to flick off the flame and save his batch of pancakes while you tend to your kids— leaving him to contemplate over your chocolate chip breakfast, how lucky he was to have you.

“i crave chocolate, can i get a pregnant?” taiga squeals shortly after.

“not a chance in hell, brat.”

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Obey me Cinderella!Step sister reader twt links

I don’t listen to these with sound so like fair warning they may be loud/annoying/not fit the prompt/etc

Lucifer taking you in his office. You better play the part…wiggle your hips for him 🤍

Mammon sending you things while you’re out getting food for dinner 🤍

Levi absolutely watches in¢est hen.tai and thinks about you 🤍

Satans into slow, soft torture 🤍

Asmo dressing you up and taking you out in public stuffed with a toy 🤍

Beel holding you up, he loves the weight of you in his arms, the feel of your tummy against his abs 🤍

Belphie coming into your room at night 🤍

If they’re going to make you a wife, Lucifer might as well make you a mommy too 🤍

Mammon wants you a puddle of pleasure 🤍

Levi loves your thighs 🤍

Satan punishing you for being such a disrespectful wife 🤍

Asmo sending you a vid to show off his matching outfit 🤍

Helping Beel weight train turned into this 🤍

Belphie just loves being mean 🤍

Lucifer when he remembers about the acceptance letter and your plan to leave 🤍

You don’t get a moments rest when mammon gets horny 🤍

Take over for Levi, player 2. Don’t mess up 🤍

Satan also thinking he should put a baby in you 🤍

Asmo fucking you in the early morning 🤍

Beel can’t help but manhandle you. He’ll be gentle… 🤍

Belphie says you’re spending too much time with the others 🤍

Lucifer thinks you deserve to be treated 🤍

Mammon can’t stop, not with how wet you sound 🤍

Levi got possessive…also breeding kink 🤍

Satan thinks you look adorable ass up for him 🤍

Beels breeding kink go brrr 🤍

Why should belphie do the work? Put in some effort sis 🤍

Lucifer just loves how you feel in his arms 🤍

Mammon’s breeding kink finally kicked in 🤍

Take it slow for Levi 🤍

Just sit still for him, Satan will do the work 🤍

Asmo thinks you deserve some relaxation 🤍

Beels gotta slow down, you can’t take it 🤍

Belphie gets pissed off easy 🤍

If you’re not bouncing off the bed they’re not fucking you right 🤍

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Masterlist!

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~Dreamwastaken~

Fucking on Call pt1, pt2

L’Manburg Traitor

Safe Words

Dream and Sapnap pt1, pt2, Video Call

First Time With Dream

God Complex

Googly Eyes on Your Tits (headcanon)

Size Kink

Enderdragon!Reader (headcanons)

New Toy

Pegging

Eating Out and Overstim

Edging and Overstim

Competition ft Technoblade

German Reader (headcanon)

Horror Movies (headcanons)

Handcuffs and Blindfolds

Slime!Dream

Hunted

Poly!DT Pregnancy Scare

Poly!DT No Reward

CNC

Playing With Rods

Helping Reader Through Heat

Soft Dom and Puppy Boy

Sub Dogboy!Dream

A King’s Queen (SFW)

Dream Blob

Who’s the Best Boy Bunny? (ft Sapnap)

Racoon!Reader Heat

Rules for Their Sub (headcanons)

Poly!DT Manhunt

Sub!Dream Gets Caught

Pretty Boy ft Technoblade

Thigh Riding (headcanons)

Business Deal ft Schlatt

Sexual Tension

Sing For Me

Favorite Sniffs (headcanons)

~DreamXD~

Voice Kink

Jealous XD

Vocal Partner

Face-Sitting

Cuddles (fluff!)

Spit Kink

Pleasing a God ft GNF

Jealous + Spit Kink

Wing Kink

Fucking in Front of Dream

Voice Kink + Size Kink

Caught With a Toy

Pegging

Sharing with the Blood God

Courting Satan Reader

Size Kink First Time

Devout Follower

Breeding Kink

How to Break a God

Domming a God ft Foolish

Cockwarming

Dommed by Another God

Baby Time (headcanons)

Corruption Kink

~Sapnap~

Morning Sex

Angry Sex

Virgin Reader

Little Fire Demon (fluff!)

Favorite Hoodie

Dogboy!Sapnap

Googly Eyes on Your Tits (headcanon)

Taking Sapnap’s Virginity

Subnap

Enderdragon!Reader (headcanon)

Blaze Rods

Karlnap

Size Kink

Bunny!Reader

Oral Fixation

German Reader (headcanon)

More Blaze Rod Fun

Horror Movies (headcanons)

Poly!DT Pregnancy Scare

Poly!DT No Reward

Make Him Break

Dual V-Card Loss

Helping With T Injection

Play With Rods

Incubus!Sapnap

Burning the Door Down

Breeding and Daddy Kinks

Need to be Warm(SFW)

Who’s the Best Boy Bunny? (ft Dream)

Baby Time (headcanons)

Body Swapping

Rules For Their Sub (headcanons)

Poly!DT Manhunt

Cockwarming

Sleepy Sex

Size + Daddy Kink

Safe Word ft Karl

Visitation ft Quackity (fluff!)

Anime Binge (fluff)

Dogboy in Lingerie

Favorite Sniffs (headcanons)

~Georgenotfound~

Googly Eyes on Your Tits (headcanon)

Enderdragon!Reader (headcanon)

Dom!George

Horror Movies (headcanons)

Poly!DT Pregnancy Scare

Poly!DT No Reward

Playing With Rods

Arctic Fox!Reader in Heat

Cockwarming

Jealous Dad to Be

Rules for Their Sub (headcanon)

Poly!DT Manhunt

Riding Under the Covers

~Poly Dream Team~

Brat Reader

Voyeurism

Pregnancy Scare

No Reward

Roommates (fluff!)

~BadBoyHalo~ (Fluff Only!)

Favorite Sniffs (headcanons)

~Eret~

Googly Eyes on Your Tits (headcanons)

Betrayal (angst!)

Sucking off Sub!Eret

First Time Topping

Makeovers! (fluff!)

Taking Your V-Card

Degradation

Tailor

Overstimulation

Eret the Tease

Dumbification and Size Kink

Dom and Degradation

Dumb At the Red Banquet

Pegging

Mirror Sex

~Karl Jacobs~

Enderdragon!Reader (headcanon)

Horror Movies (headcanons)

Pretty Puppy

Baby Time (headcanons)

Sleepover Stream(fluff!)

Lazy Days (fluff!)

amab!dom For Karl

FemDom

Safe Word ft. Sapnap

~C!Technoblade~

My Little War Goddess

Biting

Don’t Get Caught

Size Kink

Fucking in His Cloak

Breeding Kink With M!Reader

Sensitive

Anime Body

BOOBS

Googly Eyes on Your Tits (headcanon)

You Are My Sunshine (fluff)

Praise Kink

Size + Breeding Kink

Techno’s First Time

Exercising

Overworked

First to Get You to Cum

Blood Kink

Fucking You With His Sword

Technoblade Solo

Jealousblade

Competition ft Dream

German Reader (headcanon)

Sub!Technoblade

No, You Cum First

Pegging

First Time Squirting

Stretch Marks (fluff!)

CNC

Aphrodisiacs

Cockwarming

Predator and Prey

Back Scratches

Oral on F!Reader

Getting Caught Getting Off

Hate Sex

Thigh Fucking

First Time

After a Long Day (SBI fluff)

Giving FTM Reader Love

Soft and Possessive

Dumbification and Size w/ Bunny

Whiny Techno First Time 

Cockwarming and Gentle Sex

Maidnoblade

Make up Blowjob

Unknown Heat

Rules for Their Sub (headcanons)

Pretty Boy ft Dream

Make the Dick Go Brrr

Overstim M!Reader

Thigh Riding (headcanons)

Bunny’s Heat

Enderman S/O (headcanons)

Edging All Day

Sex With a Ghost

Get Together (fluff!)

Favorite Sniffs (headcanons)

~C!Schlatt~

God Complex

Size + Breeding with FTM!Reader

First Time

Cockslut Bunny Reader

Breeding and Praise Kink

Wake-up Call

Body Positive

Head Massage (fluff!)

Thigh Riding (headcanons)

Business Deal ft Dream

Bad Day

Chubby FTM!Reader First Time

Dumbification, Breeding, and Size Kink w/ FTM!Reader

~Awesamdude~

Help Him Relax pt1, pt2

Help With Nightmares

Size Kink

Nicknames (fluff!)

Ice Cream (fluff!)

Brat

Breeding

Praise Kink

Warden in the Bedroom

Interruptions

German Reader (headcanon)

Bath Time (fluff)

Possessive Size Kink

Sam in Rut

Sam Taking Your V-Card

Magic Tricks (fluff!)

Thigh Riding (headcanons)

I Missed You

~Foolish~

Breed the Bunny

Dumbificaton and Edging

Domming a God ft DreamXD

Magic Doll

~Fundy (Fluff Only)~

Help With Dysphoria

Bunny!Reader

Help With His Binder

~Philza (Fluff Only)~

Bird Trinkets

After a Long Day (SBI fluff)

Overworked

~Quackity (Fluff Only)~

Enderdragon!Reader (headcanon)

Date Day!

Horror Movies (headcanons)

Late Night Drive

Visitation ft Sapnap

~Wilbur Soot (Fluff Only)~

After Work Comfort

Conflict (angst!)

After a Long Day (SBI fluff)

Panic Attacks

Reunited

It Wasn’t Meant to Be (angst)

~Ranboo (Platonic Only)~

Visiting During a Stream

Calm You Down From a Panic Attack

Coming Out

~Captain Puffy (Fluff Only)~

Nothing yet!

#bat writes #mcyt smut #mcyt fluff #masterlist

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What kinks do u think kisaki would have? 🤭

I have been staring at this alllll afternoon trying to craft the perfect response because wow, this is the best question ive ever gotten in my inbox.

cw: kisaki tetta, non descriptive mentions of the following: master and sir, impact play, dacryphilia, edging, blowjobs, bondage, degradation, praise, pubic sex, cum

this is mostly me being a simp and projecting

minors and ageless blogs do not interact

under the cut because this got a little long.

Reminder that these are just my thoughts and you can perceive him in anyway that you like!!!! 

To start off with I think that he would have a sir or master kink. He just loves when you act submissive towards him and call him names that show that he is above you. I don't think he would mind being called daddy, but it doesn't make him feel as powerful. power kink go brrr

I don't really think that he would be a brat tamer, I think he just wants a needy good lil baby that only wants to make him happy.

Now that being said, sometimes after a long hard day he would like to put you in your place, especially if you've been bugging him a lot. Probably a little impact play involved in that, spanking you and using paddles. But he also isn't against edging you and leaving you in bed if you've been really bad, he can be really mean when he wants to be.

He likes to see you crying for him too, whether its crying on his dick or begging for him to fuck you. Its boosts his ego to see you so needy for him and so full of him. It makes his head spin.

I dont think this counts as a kink but he loves blowjobs, like hes obsessed with them. And yes hes a head pusher. Loves to hear the sounds you make while your on your knees in front of him gagging as he pushes you further down on his cock while hes towering above you. If hes feeling nice he might stuff you full of a remote control vibe and get you off at the same time, but thats only for special days where you treat him really nice.

He would be down to try anything at least once. Even if he has to play the more submissive roll once in a while he will try it, and he mostly enjoys it, not that he would ever tell you that.

That's how he found out that he liked to be tied up, and now he cant wait until you come to him with a pout begging to tie him up again.

Some other quick ones: 

being the degrader, calling you possessive names, like his little slut. 

hates to have his cum wasted so he always comes inside you. 

he likes to be praised, wants to hear how well hes ruining you.

public sex! When he wants to come he doesn't care where he is, he’ll have you get him off right then.

TLDR: I think hes into anything that makes him feel powerful and boosts his ego!

#kisaki tetta #kisaki x reader #🌼.mail #I screamed when I saw this in my inbox this morning!!! #thank you for sending this ask!!!