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littlepoppcrew · 7 months

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Halloween's Best Pumpkin-Themed Apparel for Kids

The spooktacular season is here, and we are so ready for it! Aren't we? Halloween is soon approaching, and that calls for a spook-filled shopping spree! Worry not, for Little Popp Crew has got you covered. Our Halloween-themed kids' apparel collection is exactly what you need to spread the adorable spook around.

From short PJ Sets to short-sleeved dresses and more, we have something for everyone. Surprise your baby boos with our pumpkin-themed clothes and go trick-or-treating the right way!

Halloween Pumpkins for your little munchkins

· Bamboo Zipper PJs

Grab hold of our eerie-sistibly cute Bamboo Zipper PJs for your toddlers. This premium quality zippy one-piece suit is made from super soft Bamboo Viscose material to give your toddlers the utmost comfort.

These cozies are a must for your little snuggle lovers as it comes with extra added features such as fold-over foot and handcuffs, premium quality 2-way YKK zipper for easy diaper changes, and no tags for your kiddo's maximum comfort.

Moreover, the PJs are made from 95% Bamboo Viscose and 5% Spandex for a tight and comfortable fitting.

· Long Sleeve Bamboo PJ Sets

Our long-sleeved Bamboo 2-piece PJ set is the coziest jammies you will ever find! They are comfy, stretchy, and have no irritating tags, ensuring your kid's utmost comfort. The elastic waistband in the PJs ensures a perfect and comfortable fit for toddlers and kids of all ages! The long-sleeved PJs give your kids the extra warmth and coziness they deserve for being their lovely, adorable selves!

· Bamboo Ruffle Dress

Ultra soft. Super Comfy. Adorably attractive. That's Little Popp Crew's Bamboo Ruffle Dress for you! This pretty full dress has a lined front bodice, back cross straps, and delicate ruffle hem, making your adorable little girl's twirl even more delightful! Our Ruffle Dress's added super stretchy feature ensures perfect fitting for kiddos of all ages!

· Bamboo Bodysuit Dress- Short Sleeve

The extra soft Bamboo twirl dress with the bodysuit is made from soft, premium Bamboo Viscose material for your toddler's ultimate comfort. The bodysuit is attached to the dress and comes with snaps for easily changing diapers. These super stretchy bodysuit dresses last longer than your standard wear, allowing you to utilize the dress to its maximum.

Wrapping Up

Lift the spirits of Halloween this spooky season and let your adorable little ones immerse them in the spookiness of it all with our Halloween Pumpkin collection.

Need a memorable Halloween experience for your kids? Little Popp Crew is your answer! Get shopping now and give your kids a fun-filled, unforgettable Halloween.

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katsukikitten · 4 years

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A/N WELP THIS HAPPENED I GUESS THIRST TEXTS ARE HERE TO STAY Please let me know if this one was too long or if I neglected Kiri with such a short word count last time.

Warnings: NSFW, Adult Themes, 18+ AU/Pro hero, Adult AU. [Revised]

One of your best redeeming, and most damning qualities was how blunt you were.

The world faulting you for knowing what you want, when you want it and exactly how you want it.

Never shying away from voicing your needs either.

So an "I'm horny" text to your boyfriend would be nothing new or unexpected as your thumbs fly across the screen. You could see him now, rolling those gorgeous eyes while locking his phone.

He was anything but your past lovers, male or female all it took was a string of special emojis, 😜😈👅💋💦💦, and they would come running.

Showing up at your door with dinner and intentions to give you exactly what you wanted.

But your special hot head needs just a tad bit more convincing, especially since he's always so "busy" with hero work.

So shopping with your pro hero friends was the best way to have fun and kill time. But if you were being honest you wanted, no needed, your hot headed boyfriend to pin you against the wall by your throat and fuck all of his frustrations into you. Rutting into you so harshly, so deeply, you saw stars. God you hate to admit how addicting that caramel spiced bastard was.

So you struggle to think of a good enough text to send, biting at your lip in annoyance.

"Y/N!" Mina calls as she motions for you to enter the next store, your eyes go from a blinking cursor to a glass case holding troves of mannequins adorned in smooth lace. A devilish smile settles on your lips as even more devilish thoughts form in your head, each clack of your heel is a promise to sin.

"What can I help you pick out Mina?" You pur as you browse for yourself picking out items here and there to try on.

You were already wearing a black thong that would match any bra or lacy little thing you would want to try on. So to say this man was about to be weak in the knees was an understatement. He better be stiff in his pants.

"Hmm I'm not sure...." She gravitates to the bright pinks and you push her gently to moodier colors.

Deep purples and blacks would make her seem more mature while you guided U-san to blushes and dusky rose colors to play up her "innocence." Although from the stories you've heard over too many shared daiquiris you knew they were far from innocent. Their men would definitely be weak if they took the items you were picking up for them home.

"Let's try them on!" You announce, overly eager to get into the ambient lighting that would insinuate the curvature of your body and the lust in your eyes. The three of you enter into plushly carpeted floors that lie behind tall black with golden inlay doors.

Luxury to remind women they ARE luxury themselves, you lock the door before setting out your items.

You picked the perfect thing, you truly did. You compliment yourself as you undress half tempted to send him a picture of your perfectly rounded ass before you talk yourself out of it.

One thing you learned quickly in this game of cat and mouse is that the anticipation of what could be underneath was enough to drive any lover mad.

So it was time you presented his meal properly.

You adorn yourself in a lacy and see through bra with strategically placed floral. The garment had more of a sweat heart neckline than a plunge, your tits fit perfectly as you adjust the straps that remind you of a cafe maids apron. The black color perfectly matched your bowed choker with the little silver bell.

You slide on the garter that sits just above your natural waist, the middle bare save the string that holds onto the sheer matte tulle that gives it a softer feminine look than what you normally wear.

Your thong matches perfectly and you smooth out the garter straps to bisect your thick thighs.

You twirl for a moment before lightly biting your bottom lip for more color, your core slowly heating as you think of the things he would do to you in this.

You angle yourself perfectly after a few tries, toulsing your hair this way and that before getting the perfect picture.

You looking needy as you press two fingers against a greedy pink tongue, eyes filled to the brim with want as your mouth forms the perfect O.

The same one that makes a lewd pop when removed from your favorite snack.

You smile to yourself before hiting send.

"Doing okay loves?" You call out to your friends that sing song their confirmation, "Like anything yet?"

"I'm uh not sure just yet." U san calls out

"I'm checking with Kiri on what to get." Mina says devilishly, a shutter of a lens can barely be heard in fitting room over.

Your phone pings and you lift it with feverish hands.

"Gonna have to do better than that if you're trying to get me to leave, Kitten."

Your face sours into an angry pout as you rack your brain for a way to make him eat his words. You needed to look submissive, but not too innocent. He wasn't a brat handler for nothing, Kamisama above knew just how much of a handful you were.

"But aren't our men in a meeting?" Uraraka asks and you can practically see the blush forming on her cheeks.

Your lips curl up in a cat like smile as a plan formulates in your head. You place your heeled foot on top of the plush pink chair before using it to vault yourself over the top of your dressing room into Uraraka's.

"Y..Y/N." It is not as if she is unused to your brashness, it is more that you have no shame. You interrupt her before she can finish.

"You look killer, you know that right?"

This was no lie or flattery but full truth as she attempts to hide.

But there is no hiding her curvy body, especially not beneath the strappy mesh bodysuit she wears in the perfect mauve pink, a darker in hue floral pattern tastefully hides her nipples, her navel and becomes thick over her final goods.

The rest is mesh with side cutouts to remind you of just how beautifully plush she was, if Izuku were here now he would be salivating.

Begging for a bite.

The plan solidifies as you look over her thick frame, devilish smile returning to your plush lips.

"Let's send some to Deku?"

"T..together?!" She almost shrinks and you straighten her posture with your hands.

"If you're uncomfortable that's fine. But I would love to take some with you and maybe send them to Bakugou..." You almost pout and she confirms there is no one living being on the planet that can deny you when you give THE look.

"Ah...okay we can send one to Deku. M..maybe Bakugou. Do you think it will hurt Izuku's feelings?"

"I think it will entice him the same way it will entice mine when I pose us. Do you trust me? If you're ever uncomfortable you'll tell me right?"

"Always." She says it with confidence, and you squeeze her shoulders before setting up your phone to the perfect angle of you two and the mirror.

You count down silently with the timer on the camera before you snatch your phone showing U-san first.

She nods.

"S..send it to Izuku first?" She asks sheepishly as if it would bother you.

But it's not you who will be bothered.

"Imma send it to you and then let me see your phone!" She obliges and let's you type out the message beneath the sinful image.

An image that makes it to Deku quickly, he spys that it is a message from Uchan.

She did promise that she would send Izuku a picture of her lunch, especially since the trio of women announced they were going to be getting cattachinos from the new cafe on main.

Izuku eagerly unlocks his phone, wholly expecting a bright coffee and strawberry cream cake but instead his face ignites into a fiery red.

It is far from coffee but it is still dessert.

A photo of his girlfriend entangled with...with...oh no entangled with you.

Why did it have to be you?

He cannot peel his eyes away from either of you, but especially his girl. Your back is to the mirror showcasing your ass and back, lustful eyes looking over your shoulder but what you're doing to Uchan is what's driving him mad.

Your body blocks a quarter of hers, shoulder to shoulder as one hand is shoving fingers onto a pink tongue suggesting what she can do, pink lips in a soft O while her sweet innocent cheeks BURN.

Dusting her in blush all the way to her breastbone.

A delicate hand grasps onto a deadly forearm pushing up Uraraka's pretty tits that Izuku worships. He bites the inside of his lip, emerald eyes flash to scarlet across from him before flying back to the sinful glass.

Your phone pings and you snatch it up. Smirking over the reaction.

"You're out with Moonface right? Why is Deku blushing so God damn hard and why does he keep looking between me and his phone?"

You ignore the response for now, leaving him on read purposefully before snapping another picture.

Deku's phone again demands his attention and he cannot deny it.

Somehow his face becomes a darker hue, his large hand palming the ache in his pants as he tries to push through the droning meeting but the photo on the screen makes it that much harder to focus.

He cannot believe what he sees.

The push pink chair is in the center and turned to the side. His favorite ass sits in the chair beneath thick thighs that sit atop of another thick pair.

Deku bites the inside of his cheek to keep from groaning as he looks up from his favorite ass.

The two of you are profile to him as you straddle his intoxicating girlfriend, one of your hands is gripping onto the breast furthest from the camera while the other seems to dip deep between the two of you.

Right between Uraraka's legs.

Your heads tilted slightly away from each other, both sets of cheeks heavily flushed as you pull slightly away from a dazed chestnut haired woman.

Both of your tongues peeking past naturally rouged lips, a little saliva string connecting the two pink points.

Not once in Deku's 23 years did he ever think he would come close to cumming in his pants from an image.

But shit this was close.

He cannot peel his eyes away from his phone. And he does something he's never done before.

"Director I'm sorry I need to take this call." He lies as he stands, pretending to put his now locked phone to his ear.

Suspicion burns hot in Bakugou's blood and it is shown in a text you receive.

"Kitten, if you ever want to cum again, you'll send me whatever the fuck you've gotta be sending dumbass Deku."

His voice plays through your speakers in a hush, his voice low and husky. Threatening even, as you can see him standing in the hall just outside of his meeting. The thought of his scowl paired with the sound of his voice had you more molten than your shared kiss with Uraraka san.

"You okay?" You ask a very flushed Uchan who smiles happily before she reads you her received text.

"'Baby you've got me fucked up. I'm in the men's bathroom right now. Can you guess why?'" She smiles before adding, "Then it's a picture of him stroking his cock. Y/N. I'm so turned on right now..."

It takes her a second to hear what she's admitted out loud before you smile devilishly.

"I guess I'm finally rubbing off on you." You smile before grabbing onto the pink chair once more using it to vault yourself back into your dressing room.

"I can send the last picture to Bakugou right?" You ask, because her body,her rules, no matter what kind of punishment you might receive.

"Yes I hope it does half of what it's done to Izuku!" She answers with joy. Humming as she redresses.

More than going to buy what you picked out.

"Meet us at the restaurant? We'll text you!" Mina shouts, "We're starving and text us what you want you heathen."

"Yea, yea." You dismiss, as Mina assumes you're about to take more pictures. Well she wasn't wrong, you were going to take more pictures.

You lived to remind yourself, and the world, that no matter what your mood or what you wore, you were sex embodied.

And God Damn it your boyfriend was going to notice even if it got you in a little hot water.

Another text comes in, this time sans voice memo. You won't lie, you become a little crestfallen.

"KITTEN!"

And you can hear the lustful furry even through text turning you into jelly.

It's a good thing you're wearing your own underwear, as your thighs are beginning to become slick. The thin material doing nothing to sop you up.

A picture comes through and your heart begins to race as you look it over.

It's a black door with gold inlay, a little strip shows into the room. Showing off a pair of legs and nicely manicured toes.

A tattoo identical to yours and your heart hammers into your chest when a second ping comes through.

"Open the door, Kitten."

@lady-bakuhoe I guess I can share my husband with you for this😘

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