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Yet another hot take

Hi Jo! thirsty thought for ya! I know you've basically made it canon that Bakugou has big dick...but what if he didn't? What if he has a less than average size dick? And although he's embarrassed about it his s/o doesn't care because size doesn't matter to them and also because what he doesn't have down there he makes up for using his fingers and tongue. Because whether Bakugou has a big dick or a small dick, he will always be the king of oral 😌

The way he could still make us cum harder than anyone else no matter what his dick size... It would have the slightest curve that just has it pressing against our g-spot perfectly every single time-

My friend Puns actually wrote a fic with Bakugou with a small dick and I love it so much because I feel like he would be shy and insecure about it at first, but either way he trusts you and is completely in love with you.

#shut up jay #we support the Baku slander

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Man... October is coming up and I really want to write some stuff for Kinktober but school is fucking killing me right now.

If I ended up doing something, it might be a ficlet every weekend, but I wouldn't even be able to guarantee that little :(

I don't even know what characters I would do, but it would probably include Hawks, Dabi, Denki, Shinsou and other spooky characters. I really hope I can at least get out one fic, but energy is definitely going to be hand to find loI

Wish me luck y'all :P i really hope I can write something for others to enjoy soon.

#shut up jay #Kinktober

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hi!! may i request the bar & lounge no. 1 for osamu??? also you’re right we paid for that bed it’ll be more worth it if its used for smth else other than sleeping 😩

Thank you so much for ordering from our bar & lounge, here is your order…

A/N: took a short writing break for a week and now typing takes a while to get used to lolol

Pairing: Miya Osamu x afab!reader

Warning: oral (f!recieving), face sitting, (just a little) vaginal penetration 

Word count: 1135

1. on the bed

You had no idea where he found so much energy when he had just woken up, but you knew you were not getting out of bed any time sooner when you felt the clingy arms wrapping tight against your torso and the warm breaths that fanned at the nape of your neck.

It got worse when Osamu stirred away, his chapped lips from the night of sleep brushing against the skin on your shoulder as he whined in displeasure whenever you moved. 

“Hm...” the nasal note lingered in his morning voice as he flipped you onto him, hooking your leg around his waist while letting you lean on his chest, adjusting his arm to keep you close.

“If you keep this up we are going to miss the breakfast buffet,” you chuckled when he lazily nipped at your lips, pecking and pulling as you playfully tried to get up.

You yelped when he slammed you back down, wincing a little when you heard a little thud when your cheek came in contact with his firm chest. He patted your head in apology as he smiled sheepishly, hiking you high up so he could look at you as he brought his hand to your leg and hook it under your knee. “Just a little longer,” he sighed as he tugged your head under his chin, “it won’t hurt as long as we get there before the last refill for the spread.”

You snorted, lifting your head up to bump your nose against his jaw which he happily replied by kissing the tip of your nose. “I won’t be responsible for anything if you ended up falling asleep again and just misses the whole thing,” you mused, grinning ear to ear when he hoisted you further up, his hand snaking to rest under your hip.

However, he seemed to be very pleased with your jab. Your smile only spread when he gave your ass a light pinch, his body slipping further down the mattress as his stronghold remained. You let out a breathy giggle when he wiggled his eyebrows, biting your lips when you felt his undisciplined hand hiking up the leg of your sleeping shorts. 

“Wanna help keep me up, then?”

Osamu was always the most eager when it was still early and he was fueled on nothing but pure lust and hunger.

The position of being on top of him did not give you any more control than it would if you were whimpering beneath him. Instead, the strong grip on your hips only served for him to hold you in place as you could do nothing but grind your pussy on his face helplessly. You arched back as his fingers dig into the soft flesh of your ass cheeks, your thighs tensing and pulsing at both sides of his head while you have one hand on the headboard for leverage, the other pushing yourself up gripping onto his forearm for dear life. 

“Ah... hng!” 

Osamu groaned into your sloppy folds as your body trembled, tasting the leaking juices that gushed from your cunt down onto his face. You shut your eyes tight when his heavy tongue pressed flat along the slit, his eyes glued on you from between your legs as he greedily lapped up everything you had to offer. Your face burnt from his wanton stare, the mounds of your chest bouncing and raising with each heavy breath you took. He could see everything, no doubt, from the sweat the was forming on your forehead to the flexing of your stomach when he bumped his nose against your hooded clit. 

Your breath hitched when you were suddenly lifted off his face, your knees sinking deep into the mattress as he hovered you above. The white covers had been kicked to the floor when he shuffled you into your current position, his legs spread on the bed as he laid flat. Tingles elicited from your skin when he stared intently at your dripping, fluttering cunt, the folds glistening from a mixture of your arousal and his spit. The saltiness lingered on his tongue as he ran it along his bottom lip, collecting the trails of what was left on his mouth as he appreciated the mess he had made.

“Shit...” he muttered, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips as he spread your lower lips apart with his thumb. 

Your legs trembled at the featherlight touch, bucking your hips impatiently in his grip but he only gave your inner thigh a slap in warning. Mewling when he licked a wet stripe along your sex, you glared at him when he chuckled at your reaction. Osamu looked back at you without a hint of guilt as the tip of his tongue flicked against your clit, his eyes curling up in satisfaction when you let out a broken whimper. 

His cock was aching with need between his legs, the thickness standing up for attention against his lower stomach but he took his time to pepper kisses all over your pussy before lowering you down on him again. His warm breath fanned against your needy hole when he opened his mouth, latching onto your cunt before plunging his tongue in your gooey walls. He kneaded your hips and the cheeky grin that hung on his face as your moans got louder was apparent against your skin. 

Your hand flew to tug at his hair when he buried his face into your cunt, shivering when the vibration of his loud moan echoed into you. His handsome face was covered in your slick but it still didn’t seem to be enough for him as he guided you to ride his tongue.

Your fingers fisted his hair when you saw dots of white in your vision, your toes curling on the sheets as your thighs threatened to close up at the rushes of ecstasy through your system. Osamu rolled his eyes back in pleasure at the friction, your thighs muffling his pleased grunt as he bucked his hips into nothing while licking and kissing your cunt to get every drip of you into his mouth. 

Your head was still hot and dazed when you were suddenly flipped to your back, barely even gaining your orientation back before he slammed his lips against yours. You moaned into the sloppy kiss when you tasted yourself on him, his rough hands preying your legs apart before nuzzling his hips between them.

“You’re-” you said shakily when you felt his tip prodding in your entrance, the hardness tapping at your clit like a knock before he slipped it between your still contracting folds, “you’re gonna make us late.”

He laughed wolfishly at how weak and unconvincing you sounded as you lifted your hips up to ease him in.

“I’ll make it quick.”

#friend recs #haikyuu x reader #hq smut

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Jo you always write the best nasty Baku smut good god that’s some hot stuff

Awake | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Here is a part two to my fic Sleeping. You don’t really need to read that part to read this one, but it dives straight in so you might want to👀

Warnings: 18+, PWP, non-con(to be safe)/dub-con, somnophilia, degradation, slight coercion, perv!Bakugou, spit, slapping, creampie.

Word Count: 4.2k

He fucking deserved this, showing more willpower and restraint than any sane man could your entire relationship. And your body was so eager and willing, the little coos that left your trembling lips as he thrust his fingers inside your tightness. The way you’d subtly shift your hips as though you were trying to pull him deeper, it was almost as though you weren’t even asleep and you were just trying to seduce him. Maybe you knew exactly what he was doing and this was all for show, yet another way to rile him up and leave him with a raging hard-on at the end of the night.

But not this time, this time it would be completely different. He wasn’t going to allow you to tease him the entire evening and then press a lingering kiss on his lips as you say goodnight, leaving him standing outside your apartment with a clenched jaw and blue balls.

Keep reading

#bakugou x reader #friend recs #bnha smut

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I APPRECIATE YUUUUUUUU 🦋🦋🦋🦋✨✨✨✨✨

this made me smile, thank you so much <3

#shut up jay #anon

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it doesn't show up :((

should be linked on my pinned post now <3

#shut up jay #anon

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i was told that it wasn’t showing up on ao3 SO here’s the link

https://archiveofourown.org/users/league_of_thots

ill probably still reblog some stuff i read on here, cause my friends write some amazing stuff. (other authors too :P)

Moving to ao3

hey everyone, ive recently found that tumblr just stresses me out. ill be keeping up my blog, but it will be inactive.

my ao3 account will have all my past works posted and some new ones as i feel the urge to write

its league_of_thots if you want to check it out

love yall <3

#SHUT UP JAY

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Moving to ao3

hey everyone, ive recently found that tumblr just stresses me out. ill be keeping up my blog, but it will be inactive.

my ao3 account will have all my past works posted and some new ones as i feel the urge to write

its league_of_thots if you want to check it out

love yall <3

#SHUT UP JAY #update

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YeeHawks

Pairing: Hawks x female reader

Word Count: 3.3k+

Warnings: 18+, alcohol, riding, is cowboy kink a warning?

A/N: not the way y’all wanted me to return, but the way y’all deserve lol. i didnt really have the energy to give it an in depth edit but sometimes it be like that

         You wipe the sweat from your brow, the sun is high in the bright, cloudless sky. It means that the heat is just pouring down in waves from the sky though, and you curse the fact that you’d agreed to switch shifts with one of the other farmhands that had asked you the day before. Part of you wants to find Kirishima and reem him out, but you know he’s a sweetheart and wouldn’t have ever done something that would make things harder for you on purpose.

         Having said that, imagining giving the man a piece of your mind makes it easier for you to grit your teeth and put your back into heaving large packets of grains into a wheelbarrow for the pigs, so that you wouldn’t have to make as many trips. Instead, it would just be one hellish trip, and a lot less walking in the heat.

         Wiping the stray dirt on your pants you sigh. You feel sticky and can feel the grit on your face, on your arms. You must smell something fierce, though you know compared to the pigs you’d be feeding in a few minutes, you smelt like a bed of flowers.

         You feel the strain on your back as you finally finish loading the wheelbarrow and start to haul it over to the south side of the Academy farm. The ground is rough, and you feel the jarring of the weight in your shoulders, you’re going to be so sore tomorrow.

         After you finish feeding the pigs, you take the supplies back to where they belong and head off to start some of your final tasks of the day. One is milking the cows, and the other being your favourite, plowing some of the dirt to prepare for the new season.

         Is it a bit stupidly cliché that you love riding the big tractor while the sun lowers in the sky? Maybe. Is it worth it? Absolutely. It’s one of the best views you’ve seen in your life. Plus, it always helps clear your mind from a day of hard work so that when you enter one of the farmhouses, you’re ready to do whatever else you need to get done.

         When you park the tractor back to its spot in the barn, you see a few of the other farmhands talking together. They’re laughing with one another, and you wave to them as you walk out with your overcoat and keys.

         You’re in a daze until you realize you’ve somehow already started up a warm shower, standing under the steam to relieve your body from the stress of the day. Your muscles feel so much better with the hot water on them and the steam makes you feel as if you’re in stasis. It’s good because tomorrow is going to be a big day, the August festival, a celebration that the community holds as a sort of last hurrah before the season gets busy once again.

         After you’re clean and put together, you head downstairs to have a quick conversation with the couple other farmhands that share the house with you. You need to check if there’s anything else you need to do to help with the final preparations for tomorrow. The four of you had made some homebrew cider to share with the other townspeople, and it tasted quite good, despite being a little heavy on the alcohol. But nobody would be complaining about that, of course.

         “Mmm, I think its fine.” Mina says, faced scrunched up in thought. “We did pretty well with it for sure.”

         “I agree,” you reply. “Just wanted to make sure I could pass out for the night. I’m fucking dead.” She laughs a little at that.

         “Gotta make sure you have the energy for tomorrow. I hear that it’s going to be extra wild.” She waggles her eyebrows. “You know that there’s going to be a horse-ridin’ performance from our sheriff’s department, but there’s also gonna be some cowboys over here to show off some of their skills too.”

         You’re slightly intrigued at that. Maybe, you’ll even get to see him again… but, better not get your hopes up too much. Instead, you say, “That would definitely be a treat for all the hard work that this year’s been.”

         Mina nods sagely at that. “If I see that blonde, twink of a cowboy I’m goin’ to make him my bitch. Because I deserve it.” That brings a snort out of you, but you pray a little for Denki if you do see him tomorrow, because lord knows he’s going to need it.

         The two of you chat for a little while longer before you wish her a good night and head up to get some rest. You do have a busy day to get ready for after all.

           You wake up early the next day, ready to quickly get your tasks done so you can let loose with friends and community members that night. You wish that you don’t have to do any work, but you can’t have everything you want.

         So, you drag yourself out of bed, muscles tight and body sore, to quickly grab a protein bar and a cleaner pair of working clothes. Your overalls are starting to sport holes and there are some dark stains that just won’t ever come off. You need new ones, you think, as you walk towards the horse pen.

         You love the horses, how sweet most of them are and how peaceful it is in their separated area. It’s especially nice in the early morning, with a crisp breeze and the sun peeking out on the horizon. You grab the feed mix that someone had mixed the day before and drag it over to the troughs, where there are already some of the animals waiting for you to arrive. The horses have learned to expect people in the morning, and some of the more assertive ones wait at the fence to be the first ones to get to eat.

         While they feed, you prepare the cleaning tools inside the small stable that is connected to the fenced off pen. You take each horse that’s finished eating into the small shelter to clean their hooves, brush out their mane and body, and then your favourite part, riding them for a few laps of the enclosure to make sure they run a bit each day.

         It’s while you’re dismounting a cute mare named Starlight when you hear a low whistle from behind you. Someone’s obviously been watching you, and sitting there just outside the enclosure.

“Damn, baby, wonder if you could ride me as good as those horses there.” You feel a vein ticking in your head as you recognize the voice. He’s supposed to be getting ready for the group event, not bothering you while you try to get some fucking work done before you can finally relax and celebrate.

         You turn your body and inwardly groan as your suspicions are confirmed, sitting there waiting is a certain cowboy who’s always managed to piss you off greatly every time one of his short visits brings him to the UA farms.

         “Hello, Hawks.” You grit your teeth as you move towards the next horse that you’re about to take care of.

         “I’m wounded, really, that you don’t sound pleased ta see me, angel.” There’s a satisfied smirk on his face. He really does get off on toying around with you and seeing how much he can piss you off. So, you take a deep breath and calm yourself.

         “Now, why would you expect anything different? I haven’t forgotten the last time you came aroun’-“

         He waves you off. “You’re bein’ ridiculous. It was a harmless joke.”

         “I had to clean the stables for TWO WEEKS.” He just laughs at your anger, totally unphased. It grinds your gears more, the cheeky grin on his face that charms everyone around him, whittling down your intense irritation.

         “Well, if anythin’ everyone else certainly enjoyed it.” You grumble out some choice words about him, making sure they’re loud enough for him to here, as you start brushing out the mane of the mare in front of you. He seems pleased with himself, leaning on the fence, head on his hands.

         “Do you not have somewhere to be? Something you should be practicing for?” He lazily waves away your attempts to get him away from the work you’d like to finish up.

         “Who needs practice? I know exactly what I’ve gotta do so there’s no real reason for me to waste my energy before the actual performance.” He says it with a casual arrogance, that you know comes from years of experience and absolute confidence in his abilities. “The only thing I wanna do right now is try all of the good I know y’all made for the party tonight.”

         You give him an unimpressed look. “Just because we know each other does not mean that I’m going to just give you the cider meant for the community.” He pouts “You can try it when everyone else does later.”

         “Yeah, but we have a special connection.” He grins and you splutter, embarrassed and trying to put away the memories of your bodies pressed together and calloused fingers in your cunt.

         “Jesus, Hawks. Shut up.” You look around furtively, checking to see if anyone would’ve overheard.

         “You like me loud.” God, his smug look makes you feel hot and bothered.

         “Get outta here so I can finish my work, damn it.” He just laughs, turning around before turning back.

         “You better save me some of the goodies y’all made up for after the performance.”

         “Yeah, whatever,” you grumble, face flushed and mind now distracted with memories of Hawks’ hands tangled in your hair.

           “Well, now. This is delicious.” Your eyes follow his tongue that darts out to lick the drop of the cider that had dripped onto his lips. You’d made sure to fill a plate up with the treats that had been spread around the outdoor tables, lanterns hung up around them not only for ease of finding them, but also to light up the evening. “You helped make this?”

         “Yup. You wouldn’t believe how difficult it was between never having done it before and Mina’s enthusiasm. God bless Momo, without her we wouldn’t have gotten it done.” He laughs, and you can’t help that you can’t keep your eyes off of him.

         He was slightly sweaty from his earlier performance, which had been perfectly executed, tank top tucked into worn jeans with a feather-like buckle. His eyes are scanning the crowd around as the two of you lean on the outside of the saloon, the inside being too filled with inebriated or high adults to even try to squeeze into a seat.

         “So, how’s life been around here since I last visited?” he asks between bites of some spicey brisket, obviously enjoying it.

         “Ah, not much. Just the usual social drama. Actually, Shinsou almost got his dick sliced off by some machinery someone had fucked around with. I swear to god that man has the worst luck I’ve ever seen.”

         “Holy shit, sure does sound like it.”

         “But yeah, it’s just living day to day for me now. Not much new happens out here, as you very well know.” He shrugs.

         “Might as well see. What’s even keeping you here, then?”

         “Not everyone needs to be on the road their whole life to be happy, Hawks.”

         “I suppose. More cider?”

         “Sure.”

           You’ve drank way too much, you know that. But the fuzziness in your head just makes you want to keep going, to have fun and make up for all the time you lose working long hours every day.

         Besides, Hawks is there beside you, egging you on and matching you drink for drink. His hands always seem to be on your body, either squeezing your ass, wrapped around your shoulders or waist. It makes you feel warm, and you know he’s teasing you, trying to rile you up. He wants to see how bothered he can make you before you snap and drag him off to some private place.

         You’re determined to beat him out though. So, you lean into his body space and trace your hands over his arms, the insides of his wrists. You hear his breath hitch, though his attention is kept on whatever conversation is happening in front of you.

         Of course, this is Hawks, who has just as much patience as a saint, despite being as far from one as possible. But you’re drunk and turned on and the teasing is too much for you to handle, so when there’s a brief pause in the activity around the two of you, you pull him down so you can whisper in his ear how much you want him.

         He grins, “Might as well head back to your place then.” You agree and drag him with you.

         The moment you’re in the house, you wrap your arms around his neck so you can bring his lips to yours. Its messy and rushed, but it’s relieving at the same time. The two of you have done this enough in the few times that he passes through that he’s comfortable enough to let you take charge for a bit.

         “You can’t even wait ‘til we’re upstairs, sugar?” he chuckles, drawing out each word. You feel the rumble of them, pressed up as you are against his chest.

         “Shut up, Hawks.” You grumble, pulling him towards your room if that’s what it’ll take to get his dick out faster.

         After rushing in the room, you kick the door shut behind you and immediately get back to kissing him. This time, he makes more of an effort to assert himself, holding your face in his hands and licking into your mouth. You sigh into him, your hands finding his heated skin beneath his shirt as the pace slows down from the frantic rush it had been. It becomes sensual, and you can feel him getting more aroused as he slowly shifts his hands, starting to grind into you.

         You pull away from him, getting some air as you start to take off his shirt. He enthusiastically moves to help and you get to admire his muscles stretch as he does. Obviously, life constantly on the road does wonders for your abs.

         “You too, sugar. You’re gonna make me feel underdressed.” He says as he moves to take off the rest of his garments. A laugh slips out of you as you hastily get out of your outfit. When you turn your attention back to him, he’s sitting on the bed and he gestures for you to join him.

         When you do, he kisses you again, intensely, as he guides you onto your back. You sigh as he kisses down the side of your jaw to mark your neck, reaching blindly for the lube and condoms beside the bed.

         He quickly slides it on and you hear the squelching of lube as he moves in a rush. You don’t have time to make fun of him though, because as soon as he’s finished, he spreads your legs and puts the head of his dick at your entrance.

         He groans, closing his eyes as he enters you, and its uncomfortable for a little bit. Soon enough though, you relax, and start to feel great as he moves his hips slowly against you. Hawks fucks deeply, you know this from your times before, but each time it feels just as tantalizing as the last.

         “Hawks, please.” You pant, trying to wiggle a little bit just to get some friction, some tiny relief for the edging you’ve been through. He just gives you a smirk, as he keeps you completely locked between him and the mattress. You tense so hard he groans on top of you, but he doesn’t let you move, dick still sitting snug inside your cunt.

         “Well, let’s see those barebacking skills you were showin’ off earlier then, hmm?” he says, his voice low and gruff. With ease, he gets the both of you turned around so you’re now sitting with your ass on his thighs, hands clamped tight on your waist keeping you in place while he lays back on the headboard. He nods satisfactorily, looking you up and down with lidded eyes. “Y’know, I like this view much better, baby. What a pretty picture you make right on top of me.” Part of you wants to roll your eyes, but the warmth that his words give you makes the impulse disappear.

         “You know, Hawks, in order for me to show you said skills, you’re going to have to let me move.” He laughs as you try and lift yourself against the pressure he’s putting, obviously unable to really do anything. “Seriously, you dick, lemme move.”

         “But the face you make when I play these little games with you is so cute, sugar.” He’s got a faux innocent smile across his face and you pout and cross your arms in response. “Okay, okay, I’m done. I promise,” he says, letting off all the pressure, but keeping the two of you connected at the hips.

         “Thank you.” you quip, starting a quicker pace than the one Hawks had been setting, gravity still making it just as deep as before.

         Being drunk obviously makes Hawks that much louder, or maybe it’s the change up in position, you can’t be sure. But, his praises, his deep moans, the lewd noises from the slapping of your body against his hips, it all makes you feel hot as hell.

         You look down, seeing Hawks’ eyes widened and excited, he grins when he notices your look and begins to rock up into you. You throw your head back in as he hits deep within you, crying out his name. Hearing it obviously enthuses him as he grunts in exertion, starting to thrust upwards harder, and you feel your body responding, muscles tightening as you get closer to your climax.

         “God, you’re gorgeous like this, y’know?” he gets out through gritted teeth. “I’m not going to be able to last much longer…” He’s panting, fingers digging into your hips sharply, sure to leave marks.

         “Please, I wanna cum Hawks!”

         “Tell me what you need, sugar, I’ll give it to you.” Hearing that makes you smile, he was always so attentive to your needs.

         “Touch me…”

         “You gotta tell me where for that.” Even when so close to his climax, somehow, Hawks manages to be cheeky. However, when he’s fucking you this well, it’s much easier to let the teasing roll off your back.

         “My clit, Hawks. You do know what that is, right?” He lets out a genuine laugh at that, before sending one hand down towards the bundle of nerves.

         It’s enough, between the stimulation and the deep thrusts into your cunt, that you feel yourself tighten and cry out, cumming hard onto his cock. You lean into him, kissing him hard as pleasure courses through your body.

         He works you through it, breathing heavily, you can feel his pulse skittering under your hands. You feel him twitch within you, and an idea forms in your mind. Mind wrapped up in pleasure, you act on the thought immediately, bringing your hands to his chest to play with his nipples.

         He loves it, making keening noises as you work, legs shaking with effort to stay up and keep pace with him. You let him take the lead and you hear him shout and arch up as you pinch his buds, feeling him release.

         He thrusts a couple more times, lazily and slowly, kissing the top of your head as you settle down to lie on his chest for a few minutes.

         You breath deeply, content in the moment. You know after you clean up and rest, he’ll be gone on the road once again, so you relax, enjoying the presence.

#jays writes #Smut #hawks x reader

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If this is what I’ll be known for in the x reader community and at least it’s him being bad at sex 💀💀

um i have a question do you have any idea who made the fic about bakugou being bad at sex? like i thought i rebloged it but like ??? i cant find it and its making me sad. if not thats okay, stay hydrated ilyy

It might be @league-of-thots’s Katsuki Bakugou is AWFUL at Sex fic 👀👀

#shut up jay #katsuki bakugou is awful at sex

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😘 I hope to please the baku-fuckers greatly

Hopefully soon 👉👈

So I read the link you left for that one anon about bakugo not knowing what he was doing when it came to sex and there was a line where kiri was like “if you don’t learn to fuck her right then I might swoop in and do it for you” or something similar and I can’t stop thinking about that happening like the boys fucking you in front of Bakugo to show him how it’s done

So I just spoke to @league-of-thots and it looks like we are in luck because Jay might have something planned for us 👀

#shut up jay

[league-of-thots]

Hi I’m not only thirsty but now hungry too ty cadence

Omg wait can I order a hawks cake.... and if you’re feeling generous, a bokuto on the side 😋

Takami Keigo is:

Mont Blanc, a fancy fancy bitch. The most expensive one of all our cut cakes but honestly, even though it costs more than one hour of my salary, it’s kinda worth it lol. The taste of the chestnut is so rich but the paste is so smooth and easy to take it, if you dig your spoon in deep enough you can also get a bit of the cream filling and that’s just heavenly. It’s got looks and content.

Bokuto Koutaro is:

Strawberry rare cheese tart. It just looks so pretty with strawberry all over the surface, a very “in your face” type layout but the sourness and the sweetness of the cream cheese base mix together so well. It’s the tart pastry that wins this one for me, so flaky and buttery, giving you a punch of aroma of strawberry and butter with each whiff.

(Send me a character and I’ll tell you which of the desserts I sell at work they remind me of)

#shut up jay #friends

[league-of-thots]

I need everyone to know that my laptop which died while I was writing the Kita fic never wake up again (rip my thick ass laptop 2015-2020) and so everything you see from me between now until I finally get my new laptop will be delivered to you straight from my phone keyboard😌so if you see typos even worse than my usual ones😌just know you didn’t see them😌✨

#shut up jay

[league-of-thots]

hi i miss you jay <3

Hi bb I miss you too 🥺🥺

just finished up exams and am ready to simp for dabi again, how u doin

#shut up jay #hisoknen

[league-of-thots]

I’m honoured whenever Mari recs any of my fics 🥺🥺 and especially to be on there with so many amazing writers cjhfaskdjfhjsdhgf

do u have any incubus/demon fics youd recommend? if im headed to hell, i might as well do it in style 😎

Updated: November 28, 2020

Here’s a list of some of the ones I can think of off the top of my head! May add some later if I think of any more. Or feel free to send me any other recs of ones you know.

Subject of Sin (Shigaraki x Reader) by @ichor-and-symbiosis

Yandere incubus Kirishima by @corruptedconfessions

The Summoning (Dabi x Reader x Hawks) by @league-of-thots

Salt Lines (Aizawa x Reader x Shinsou) by @thewheezingwyvern

In the Dead of Night (Enji x Reader) by @weebsinstash

Summoner’s Fun (Bakugou x Reader) by @ikinabi

Darkest Desires (Deku x Reader) by @dee-madwriter

The Lord’s Prayer (Enji x Reader) by @enjifuckersupreme

Be As You’ve Always Been (Enji x Reader) by @enjifuckersupreme

#shut up jay #friend recs

[league-of-thots]

I am going to peg Miya atsumu and that’s that on that

#hq smut #shut up jay