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[monaisdark]

I'll be a good boy, I promise...

04/01/2024

[monaisdark]

i’m so glad to see you’re back! i think i was following you a looooong time ago but i have stumbled upon you once again!!! i LOVED your yandere/dark!ken x reader and i was wondering if you’d be okay writing a dark/yan!ken x reader with a breeding/pregnancy kink? maybe ken begs weird barbie to give reader a midge modification, or he traps her in his mojo dojo casa house as his low maintenance girl wife and he wants to start a family as soon as possible. anything you’d like to write is good with me! thank you!!❤️

headcanons | ➵ cws; dark/yan!ken, f!reader, dubcon, breeding/pregancy kink, housewife kink, misogyny, bad knowledge of women, ken is a bad man (i need him), they have genitals ➵ a/n; AHH HAPPY TO YOU FOUND ME AGAIN !! I love this concept he wants to fill you up soo bad <33

♡ - After stealing books from the real world, Ken bases all his knowledge on them.

♡ - Too bad they weren't women's suffrage books because he obviously takes everything way too literally.

♡ - He already had his eyes set on you way before, trying to get you to be "girlfriend boyfriend" but it never really worked. You always seemed to have more important things to do. How desperately he wishes he was invited to the Barbie's sleepovers.

♡ - You were amazing though, sweet, caring, always looking out for him. Butterflies fill his stomach whenever he was around you. Perfect to start a family with.

♡ - He's already went through the hassle of keeping you in his mojo dojo casa house. He's given you everything a housewife needs! Well, if a baking set and broom count.

♡ - He also dressed you up in a cute polka dot dress and a headband that matches. Like those pictures of the old-timey girls he saw in his books!

♡ - Ken thinks you look so beautiful in them, he can't contain himself when he hikes up your dress and pulls down your underwear to stuff his heavy dick into your pretty pussy.

♡ - He's made sure to keep everyone away from you. Before, you used to hang out with the Barbies daily, but you're lucky now if Ken lets you get ice-cream with them. The other Ken's are basically strangers to you now.

♡ - Try and beg as you will, he's made sure you aren't your own person anymore.

♡ - "Don't cry, beautiful." He'd kiss the tears that pool on your face. "Please, Ken. I just wanna go to Barbie's party‒"

♡ - "Well, you aren't." Ken's demeanor changes at the idea of you not being with him, an uneasy feeling in your stomach as he pulled you to him. His hard on poked at your exposed thigh, "C'mon, I have a fun night planned for us!"

♡ - He's fooled you. Luring you to think he was just a bubbly and charismatic friend. You didn't notice his stares and the way he would grit his teeth whenever another Ken got a little too close to you.

♡ - You'd hope that one day you might be able to wiggle out of his grasp. It pained you how much you cared about him, but you knew this wasn't right. You used to be free.

♡ - But Ken won't ever let you go. If things start taking a turn in his mojo dojo casa house, he won't hesitate to try to take you to the real world.

♡ - Then, you'll really have nowhere to turn to. You know nothing about the real world. And how comforted will Ken be knowing you will have to rely on him for everything. Useless and lost without him.

♡ - And for safe measures, he'll put a baby in you. His books made him think he knows everything about women now, and they say nothing makes a woman more submissive than getting them pregnant. Too fragile to try to defy him.

♡ - Ken won't ever get tired of your flustered face, begging him to not be so rough! He can't help it, he swears he sees stars when he sinks his cock deeper and deeper into you.

♡ - He basically folds you in half, making sure you can feel his full length twitch inside of you over and over again. Your didn't know it was possible to feel like this. His touch is so hungry, determined to feel every part of you.

♡ - Your head feels so dizzy that you can't comprehend when he starts bumbling about getting you pregnant.

♡ - "Ah, ah, I love you. I love you so much." You already know to say it back, his moans into your neck become louder and louder.

♡ - "Yeah, mhm-, 'm gonna cum in you, baby. You want me to fill you up, hm? Put- put a baby in you?" All you can do is whine. You don't understand what he means by that. You can't get pregnant, can you?

♡ - "Oh, 'm gonna make sure you do. I- I won't stop, ah, until you are." Ken unloads into you, needy and shaky.

♡ - He's not done though. He said so himself. Ken will guarantee your womb is stuffed to the brim with his pearly cum before anything. You murmur for him to take it easy. You don't think your sensitive body can take anymore.

♡ - Ken just kisses you, trailing down your neck and collarbones. Leaving marks on your sweaty body, he can hear your pumping heartbeat so clearly. God, he loves you.

♡ - He doesn't give you enough time to ready yourself before he's back in you again. He never does. He can't when your warmth is drawing him in, closer and closer.

♡ - "C'mon, baby. I think you got more room in you, don't you?"

#barbie 2023 #ken x reader #ken barbie #ryan gosling ken #cw. dubcon #cw. breeding kink #cw. misogyny #cw. pregnancy #cw. housewife kink #fem reader #dark blog

[monaisdark]

movie screenie redraws

[monaisdark]

kensplained for those who need it

[monaisdark]

hey hi !!!

wow, it’s been a while! i'm a little embarrassed about how long it's been. however, i'd like to write again and i like this blog so i’m gon’ use it >:) don’t know how much anybody cares but i see people still see my works so might as well! 

i’ve grown a lot these past couple years, i have more interests and i've decided to just write for who i wish to write. so there will be more fandoms here and there! never lost my love for fanfics but i have been inactive on tumblr but i’m happy to post whenever. plans are to post on AO3 as well so y’all can check that out anytime i pump out something. 

anyways, don’t wanna make this long since i have no idea how often i'll be posting but i’d just wanna make a post on this blog. inbox is still open! :) AO3 - monalog

#monaisdark #mona talks #i went thru all my old fics and DAMNN #idk why i went on a hiatus (yes i do) #(demonz)

[monaisdark]

KEN x READER

➵ cws; f!reader, noncon, misogyny, talk of virginities, unrequited feelings, slight thoughts of death at very end, reader is a doll, bad ken :( ➵ a/n; ken is definitely ooc but idc i need him carnally. wrote this so fast after seeing the movie (amazing btw) spoilers be warned!!! p.s inbox is open ^^

Barbie's plan is in motion, and it seems like everything is going perfectly. Dolls are getting un-brainwashed left and right, including you. The moment you snap out of your trance and look down to see the incredibly small pink skirt and lace top dawning on your body, you can’t ever believe you agreed to wear that when Beach Ken gave it to you from Stereotypical Barbie’s wardrobe.

Ken. The one who started this mess. The one had you serving brewski beers and listening to long explanations on stuff you pretended to care about. A certain emotion pooled in your would-be stomach.

The Ken you used to watch pine after Barbie so deeply, the one that you always tried to console when Barbie rejected his advances. Now he’s taken over her house; well, Barbieland in general. How could he?

As Stereotypical Barbie hugs and welcomes you back as you leave the van, a thought pipes in your head. Maybe he’s doing this because Barbie doesn’t want him. She was so headstrong, front and center in every party she hosted, her smile iconic in every way imaginable. And Ken… was always on the side. Whenever he danced with you at her parties, his eyes were glued to her.

It hits you, he thinks this will work. That maybe she’ll turn around and jump into his arms once she notices what a big, strong, man he is. It won’t work and you know. But, he doesn’t. 

A Barbie fills you in on what they’re doing, and how they want you to distract Beach Ken as long as possible while they round up more Barbies to un-brainwash them. Telling you how it’s perfect since he had you around a lot and he’ll be none the wiser to realize everything that’s happening.

♡♡♡

“Hi, Ken!” You exclaimed as he let you into his dojo mojo casa house. “Hi, (Y/N)!” A smile framed his face once he saw you. The artificial-looking moon hovered in the sky as a quiet hum surrounded you in the empty neighborhood.

“I was looking for you, how come you aren’t with everyone at the bonfire on the beach?” His face seemed to drop but he didn’t let go of his macho persona. “Wasn’t feelin’ it. Rather…” He thought for a second, “Watch horses. Y’know. Man things.”

You nodded, “Oh, yeah! Love all these horses you have around.” It clicked that he was avoiding things, avoiding Barbie. He wanted so desperately for her to come to his door. For her to come to him. Instead, it was you who knocked and stood in her clothes. 

He huffed thanks and sat on the couch, you following beside him as he stared at a white horse gallop loop on the screen in front of both of you. It was obvious he was still bothered by his situation. A pang of sympathy left at the tip of your tongue, “Are you okay?”

This seemed to stir something in Ken, the air felt thick. “What am I doing wrong?” His voice was low. So quiet that you were almost sure it was like he didn’t want you to hear him.

But you did and you felt… bad for him. You grabbed his hands that laid on his lap with one of yours, “Ken, you can’t make something that won’t happen, happen.”

He brought his eyes from the TV to now stare at you. His blue eyes held something brooding behind them, but it didn’t deter you from continuing. “Some Barbies don’t have a Ken. Not everyone is made to follow a set of expectations, like how there’s one Alan… or me.” You trail off to include yourself, hoping he sees how you understand him.

“What I’m saying is, it’s okay that Barbie doesn’t want to be with you. I’m sure there’s more for you out here. Someone for you.” You tighten the soft grip you have on his hands to show comfort. 

His face is almost unreadable, an uncomfortable silence echoes in the living room as you wonder if you messed up in trying to help. His hands now grasped yours, although a lot tighter than you’d liked. Ken chuckled, but it carried a sense of something you couldn't quite place.

“I’m an idiot!” His voice finally booms to break the silence in the house, “You’re right. You’re right. I don’t need her.” You would’ve been more optimistic in helping with his realization of independency but the grip he had on your hand was starting to hurt.

“I’ve spent so long trying to make her notice me, but why would I need her when I have you?” Your eyebrows furrowed as you tried to stand but he immediately brought you back down on the couch.

“No, no. That's not what I meant, listen to me–” He inched closer to you, using his strength to pin you down on the large couch. “No, you’re supposed to listen to me.” Betrayal, sadness, fear. So many emotions you weren’t used to swirled inside of you. 

“You’re perfect, y’know? I’ve been thinking about this, us. I wasn’t sure but the way you’ve been by my side all this time, so ready to make me feel better.” He speaks as one of his hands leaves your wrists to dough at your breasts through your lace top.

“So happy to follow me around with bewski beers and to wear the cute little outfits I picked out for you. Dare I say, you look better than Barbie in them.” A dark laugh left his lips, the contrast making your stomach turn as he ignored your small pleas for him to let you go. “Now I see so clearly. We should’ve been together all this time! Ken and (Y/N). I like the sound of that more.” 

You weren’t sure why your chest seemed to pound, or your mouth felt dry, or why tears pricked in your eyes. This wasn’t meant to happen. “What– what are you doing?” You felt almost twice as small as you normally were, wishing your body would shrink and wiggle out of his grasp.

His hand trailed from your chest to under your skirt, between your legs. A gasp left you when he rubbed the foreign part of you covered by a thin underwear.

“The books I’ve read said this,” His hand gave you an oddly warm sensation down there, “It’s important for us to be together. To make you mine.” Suddenly he spread your legs apart to peel down your underwear.

You’re terrified to move, not even noticing that there wasn’t a grip on your wrists anymore. His demeanor alone was enough to keep you down. 

You knew what you had down there, a vagina, and you knew Ken had a penis. Though everyone in Barbieland had one or the other, nobody acknowledged it. It wasn’t something that was shunned per se, but it was like how some dolls had breasts and other’s didn’t. The peak of anything suggestive was making out, and even that disinterested you.

Now, whatever Ken is doing, is making you feel as if you're about to melt. His fingers circle around your entrance and you don’t even get enough time to get used to that feeling before he pulls away and starts lowering down his joggers to free his aching cock. His stupid faux mink coat already having been long discarded right next to your underwear. 

His breathing is heavy, “That should be good, right? You’re ready now? For the sex?” Ken stares at your flushed state with lidded eyes, “I can’t wait anymore. Don’t worry, it should feel amazing!”

You have no idea what he’s talking about. He’s kissing you now, loud moans leave his lips as he sinks into you. Pain. It hurts so bad. Whatever he said about being ready, you definitely weren’t.

The stretching tears you apart and you’re unsure if the burn will ever go away. Ken’s body lays on top of you, a blubbering mess. “Ah, ah, this– this is great, so good.” 

So many feelings overwhelm you in a way that it makes you want just to scream. Hate. Hate is the strongest one. You guys used to be good friends. Everything used to be right. You hate him, you hate him, you hate him. You can only repeat that in your head once he starts to thrust into you. 

“Y-you’re mine, aren’t you? Ah– I, I took your virginity. That means, agh– that means you have to stay with me.” His voice mixes in with the sound of his skin slapping into yours, he says something about patriarchy and virginities. He’s claimed you, as the book says. 

You wonder how long this is going to last, you’re pretty sure he’s feeling amazing, but all you feel is an ache. The pain travels up and down your body as all you can do is whimper weak cries. “(Y/N), ah-- I love you.” Ken’s thrusting faster, trailing kisses down your jawline. “Say it back, (Y/N).” 

No, you can’t and you won’t. Ken keeps moaning and saying he loves you over and over again. Each time it’s like he expects you to respond with the same thing back, you don’t. It doesn’t stop him though, his movements become more and more messy. You think he’s getting tired when a harsh snap of his hips with an especially loud moan takes your breath away. A new feeling. Full. 

Again, you didn’t know what just happened. A confused sob is finally let out once you catch your breath, “Ken, what did you do?” You hope he understands you through your choked breaths.

He ignores you, taking sight at the mess he just made. White cum drips out of you, a beautiful scene. “Oh, (Y/N). I wish you can see how perfect you look right now.” His hug around your body is suffocating, "I'm so excited for us to do so many new things tonight."

The new thought of dying creeps into your mind. 

#barbie 2023 #ken x reader #ken barbie #ryan gosling ken #cw. noncon #cw. misogyny #fem reader #dark blog #dark fanfiction #sorry for the hiatus lol

[monaisdark]

all ur gross n unethical fantasies are safe with me

[monaisdark]

*opens fic*

“Shiggy-”

*closes fic*

[monaisdark]

AAHH OMG !! I can’t believe i just found this <33 thank u sm for recommending me >>  

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[monaisdark]

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[monaisdark]

Dabi + arranged marriage pleeeeease I need to see this train wreck soap opera 🙏🏽

〤 A/N: A lot of people wanted this, almost like this dude can’t find a wife on his own, damn. 

✘ Warnings: TW.Dubcon, TW.Cuckolding, TW.Infidelity, TW.Unhealthy Dynamics, TW.Misogynistic tendencies.  ✘ Pairing: Touya Todoroki (Dabi) x f!Reader 

You’ll learn to love the fissures that stretch across the plum desert. 

You’ll learn to love the ocean, in whatever shade of blue the tides decide on that day. 

You’ll learn to love the median between winter and summer, white and black.

You’ll learn to love him like she did.

Her honesty is a bit jarring at first; you’re listening with perked ears and a lump in your throat when she describes her lackluster marriage. It wasn’t a well kept secret Enji had set up a breeding barn at the Todoroki estate, and unfortunately, Rei was chosen as his prized animal.

She still wears the trauma on her face, quite proudly in fact. Her genuine stories contrast with the nervous smile stretched across her lips; she’s still afraid.

You pity her.

There's ivory lace embroidering the photo-album; it could easily be mistaken as a novel, a couple hundred pages thick. Natsuo is the first to appear on the dusted-cream page, her index traces the outline of his jaw carefully. ‘He’s going to be a doctor, isn’t that funny? He’s such a clumsy boy, but oh, he’s so smart, you have no idea.’  You can only smile at his lanky limbs and toothy grin, a kind boy he certainly was.

She has a lot less to say about Fuyumi, but the sigh that erupts is more harmonious than exhausted. She cocks her head before she speaks, ‘The kids love her, her class that is, she’s always been so good with them.’ Then she’s picking at her locks, her thumb and index collect a strand of snow. ‘I remember when Fuyumi’s streaks began to show.’

‘Her streaks?’

‘Of red, her hair, dear.’

‘Oh, yes. They’re lovely, it’s different.’

The turn of the page encourages the shift in conversation; it’s Shouto, standing tall beside his father. Nothing is said besides the fact he’s graduating this fall. When you congratulate her on his achievement she brushes it off with a curt smile and a subtle nod. ‘His red is a lot more vibrant, isn’t it?’

‘Red?’

‘His hair.’

‘Oh, yes, I suppose.’  

There’s one photo that catches your eye, it’s wedged harshly between the lamination. A chuckle slips when you compare his height to Natsuo, who’s towering over his side, how adorable. Here, Touya seems miniature, his hands are clasped over his front, and his head, hung low. ‘How cute, how old was Touya here?’

‘Ten, maybe.’

‘Oh, I see.’

‘He’s a good boy.’ Her fingers curl around your wrist. When you glance up at her, she’s sporting a different grin. ‘Really, he is.’

‘I know, Rei, I’m happy—’

‘What shade would he be? Cherry, Fire?’

364 days.

Tomorrow would mark a full year since his bail.

The media releases articles and news reports about the infamous confession ever so often. Apparently, the script’s changed; Touya is innocent until proven guilty. And from the looks of it, he wouldn’t be behind bars again anytime soon.

Natsuo emphasizes the cases were unrelated; he does a better job making the story believable, his father on the other hand could use some work with his persuasive techniques. 

Enji is troubled. He’s been visiting everyday, trying to convince you to move the couch this way, and have the plates on the right cupboard not the left. You listen, because that’s all you can do at this point. You’re only furrowing your brows at his nth demand: ‘He has to get used to it, so try it out.’ 

The name feels foreign, no, not foreign, but sacred. He urges the importance of the shift, Dabi is not Dabi, he is Touya Todoroki, his son.

You’re trembling when the name slips off your tongue, Touya turns to you with a stare you’re unable to decipher, but judging from the slight grit in his teeth, he wasn’t too fond of your boldness. 

You decide you’re better off using an alias he’s more familiar with.

He’s gone even before you’re able to set breakfast. You find the front door unlocked and the kitchen chilled from the open fridge. 

It seems like it’s never too early for him. There’s a string of smoke lingering over the ashtray by the night-stand when your alarm echoes at 5 AM. 

The space is too cumbersome, the emptiness grows with each passing day. It’s just like Enji to want complete control over every aspect. ‘I’ll handle it,’ he said, and two weeks later you were pushing boxes into a condo that was two sizes too big.

“Where did you go this morning, Dabi? In fact, I’d like to know where you go every morning, if that’s okay.”

“I don’t like staying in, it makes me sick.”

“So, where did you go?”

“Out.”

He carries his plate to the living room. You watch intently as he looms over the coffee-table. He downs the whiskey in less than a minute before he picks at his food. 

You’ll learn seafood isn’t a delicacy. When Natsuo explains his distaste for the aquatic, you’re scrunching your face. ‘Why didn’t he just tell me that? I’ve been feeding him fish and shrimp for nearly a month…?’

On a Sunday afternoon, you’re sitting on one end of the couch and he’s slouched over the other arm. “So, how much did they pay you?” He slips his cheek into his palm, then he cackles. “One mil’, two mil’?”

When you don’t answer, he sits up, snickering now. “5 mil’? He’s been workin’ pretty hard, huh.”

“It makes me uncomfortable.”

“Oh, yeah? That’s fine, I’ll just get it out of Natsuo or somethin’.”

Determined to change the subject, you point at the plate resting on the center of the glass. “Dabi, dinner is getting cold, aren’t you gonna’ finish it?”

“Feed it to me.”

“What?”

“Just making sure the big guy’s getting his money’s worth, ‘as all.”

“Stop.” “Sorry, sorry.”

Dabi shakes his head, your hand is swatted away with an exasperated huff. Why can’t he understand, this is new for you as well.

It’s been ten minutes since you heard the struggling pants, then the rustling beneath the sheets. Your first instinct was to flicker on the lamp, Dabi only smirks when you tear off the comforter. ‘Yes? Can I help you?’

You’re not given time to say yes or no, his hand wraps around yours while your fingers curl around his base. Your strokes are off-beat, sloppy and staggered. You’re neglecting his grunts of disapproval, your attention is seized by the liquid puckering at his tip, then you’re blinking down at your hand. He’s throbbing between your palm, his head is flushing a brighter red with every second that passes.

“You’re doing a horrible job, get on your back.”

An ankle in each hand, your back arches in more pain than pleasure from the initial plunge. It’s nothing like you’ve experienced before, his periodic humps prevent the back and forth motion of the thrusts you’ve grown accustomed to; he’s permanently stilled against your pulsing walls.

“Feelin’ good?”

You nod anyway. 

“‘Course you are, ‘course you’re feelin’ good, I’m just like him.”

Through slicked lenses, you’re able to spot a strand of red amidst the black and white. 

Fire. 

Your gaze wavers when he snaps his hips, a jab against your cervix accompanies the abrupt thrust. And then again.

“Wonder why,” he sneers. “Wonder why he’d do it, do you know why?”

He’s not looking for an answer, if he was, you wouldn’t have two calloused fingers hooked around the side of your lip. He tugs on the flesh until you’re foaming at the sides, your tongue lolls out in an attempt to respond. “D-Dabi pl’eash!”

“10 mil’, I heard.”

“Would you do it for free?”

“Nngh!”

“‘Course you wouldn’t.”

“And your family back home, your mother, how is she doing?”

Rei visits one Monday evening. She smiles sheepishly when she spots the creased handprint engraved in your right thigh, you’re fortunate she’s not musing over the size of the palm and fingers. Instead, she slaps a hand over her mouth and chuckles. ‘I’m glad you two are getting along.’

“She’s fine, she’s rebuilding the house, I can’t thank you enough.”

“And Enji, how’s he been treating you at the agency? I hope he’s not giving you too much work, he knows you have a household to manage now.”

“Oh, he’s fine.”

It’s quiet for a few moments, and then she ripples out into a hushed laugh. You’re only smiling because she is. “What is it, Rei?”

“I hate him,” she turns to you. “Really, I can’t stand looking at him, after everything he’s done to me, to our family. And now with you, listen, I know what’s—”

“Rei, I just want to apologize. I don’t want you to pretend, I know what I did was wrong, and to think I visited you in the hospital, ‘to think I’d just smile in your face.” While her tears seize, yours spill. “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I was wrong. That’s why I’m trying to start fresh, with Touya. I love him. Enji and I—”

“I was talking about Touya.”

#recs

[monaisdark]

Hi Mona! So glad you're back to writing again! Could I request Switch! Kaminari with Overstimulation? Thank you!

hii :D im trying out a new format so ignore some inconsistences in a few posts regarding format! anyways - here u go !

paring ⇝ switch! kaminari x fem! reader

TW/CW ⇝ overstimulation, begging, oral (reader giving), established relationship

“Are you done?” You asked your boyfriend, peeking your head into the office room he currently was occupying.

Kaminari sighed dramatically, “This paper work is kicking my ass... who knew I’d have to do so many adult things when I’m an adult.” He chuckled a bit, though you could tell he was a bit stressed.

You walked towards him, eyeing the stacks of paper in front of him. Shaking your head, you turned his chair to face you. “Hey, don’t strain yourself. C’mon, let’s like.. watch a movie or something. Just to get your mind off of this for a bit.”

He shook his head, “No, no. I’m a Pro Hero now. This is apart of the job.” You eyed your boyfriend. He’s been doing this for hours straight for several days already, you honestly were a bit confused on how to get him to take a break—

You felt a jolt of excitement as you thought up your plan. Eying him, you quickly got on the floor and squeezed your way under his desk.

Of course, Kaminari noticed, dropping his pen onto the desk and pushed his chair back to see you below him, under the desk.

“...What are you doing?” You giggled, shaking your head, “Oh.. nothing. You can get back to work.”

“Seriously, I can’t play around anymor—“ You shushed him, “I won’t disturb you, the work is right in front of you.”

Kaminari froze for a second before deciding to just pick up his pen and start writing again, though he could already feel blood decide to flow faster.

It was quiet for a minute or so, just you under his desk while he worked. Though he couldn’t forget you were there, especially when you finally bushed up against him, trailing his thigh with a finger.

“Really...? Y-you can’t do this to me right now, [Y/N].” You held back a laugh, beginning to palm his growing erection, “You’re hands are free, I’m not stopping you from writing.”

He signed to himself, you were right, he’s hands are free... but now he can’t help but focus on you. Waves of pleasure sent through him as you unzipped his jeans and freed his aching cock.

Kaminari couldn’t keep his pen down on the paper anymore, afraid his shaky hands would cause stray and ugly inky lines across the paper work.. instead focusing his hands to hold the top of your head as your lips sucked on the tip of his penis.

“Fuck... Please, take it deeper. Not just the tip, you’re teasing me.” You obliged to his request happily, slowly inching your head down his length as he made sure to keep your head bopping up and down.

Kaminari moaned, your soft lips around his cock was enough to drive him over the edge. He knew you could already taste his precum. “Yeah, just like that…” He began to jerk his hips up as well, in an act to take him deeper than you already were.

You mewled, feeling your drool pile around the base of his cock. The taste of precum at the back throat lingering as he fucked your mouth. You could see his eyes roll back into his skull as he pumped your head onto his length, growing even more eager to cum when began to play with his balls, stoking them with your free hands.

“Ah! Please, swallow it all. I want you to take every bit of cum down your pretty little throat, okay?” You nodded with what little ability you could, but not like you’d refuse. Though, Kaminari got the message and wasted no time into pumping his semen down your throat.

You felt the warm salty substance hit your taste buds, gagging a bit but still managing to swallow with a dick in your mouth. “Man... you are good at this..” You would’ve laughed along with him if you could.

After, he pulled his still twitching cock out your mouth, obviously still getting over it’s high. Both you panted for a bit, a wave of exhaustion overcoming you both.

Suddenly, Kaminari got up and pulled you from your spot. He already readjusted his clothes as he held your waist closely, you could still feel the intense heat coming off his body.

Kaminari slyly moved his hands from your waist to your ass, groping it, “So... about that movie.”

#bnha x reader #kaminari #denki kaminari #denki kaminari x reader #fem reader #tw overstimulation #switch!kaminari #cw bjs #bnha smut #x reader #bnha x fem!reader #adult content #MDNI #i did not proof read this but here we go

[monaisdark]

MasterList

UPDATED: 2/25/21

As of right now, I only write for BNHA.

All characters are aged up to at least mid 20s. 

ALL OF MY WORK IS NSWF UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE.

If you want to read my fic recs, they can be found under #jade’s bookshelf

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My Wips:

Yandere Tamaki → outline complete

Crimson Canopy pt2 → outline in the works

Obsession pt2 → outline complete

Dabi x ChildhoodFriend!Reader → outline complete → 1k words

Full Fics:

#jade writes smut

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TOMURA SHIGARAKI:

MANNERS: Shigaraki x SoftMommyDom!Reader

INCEL TOMURA: Incel!Tomura x egirl!reader

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HAWKS/KEIGO TAKAMI:

CRIMSON CANOPY: Harpy!Hawks x F!Reader

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DABI/TOUYA TODOROKI:

THE HUNT: An arranged marriage AU where you find yourself being prey to your new husband

OBSESSION: Dabi x CatGirl!Reader

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SHINSOU HITOSHI:

MIND BLOWING MEET UP: ProHero!Shinsou x F!Reader

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DABI/HAWKS/READER:

A WAITRESSES’ WORST NIGHTMARE: Quirkless AU where Touya and Keigo are the worst co-workers ever

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KIRISHIMA:

ACCIDENTIAL VALENTINE: RetiredProHero!Kirishima x YoungerFem!Reader

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Drabbles:

#jade drabbles

DILF!Shindo x Babysitter!Reader

DILF!Kirishima takes you on a milkshake run

Dilf!Kirishima introcuces you to his friends

Forced to marry Keigo TW:dark content

#recs #read these ahahshh so good #materlist recs

[monaisdark]

i don't suffer from i could fix him disease because i like my men evil

[monaisdark]

sigh. they’re going to use the fact that ma’khia had a knife to justify that officer killing her. first of all there are ways to apprehend someone without shooting them. there are even ways to shoot someone without it being fatal, 4 shots was NOT necessary. and for the people who are like “but she was gonna stab the other girl” PLEASE stop acting like you care, you do not give a fuck about that other black girl. you’re just using her to justify ma’khia’s death and it’s SICK, y’all can literally go to hell. she had a knife bc she was defending herself from being jumped which STILL doesn’t warrant shooting a CHILD 4 fucking times. every time a black person dies at the hands of the police y’all try and vilify the victim and i’m sick of it. this coming just after the news of the jury’s verdict on the derek chauvin trial? never a fucking day off.

#serious #tw black death #justice for ma'khia bryant #ma’khia bryant

[monaisdark]

Do you write for Monoma Neito? Also, what do you think his role is? Top, switch, or bottom?

OFC I WRITE FOR HIM!! (formatting this post differently because its so short and a hc,, idk i’ll figure it out later lolz)

definitely feel like he’s a submissive leaning switch. all that big talk, only for him to be a moaning mess under you a few hours later.

you’ll probably have to go hard on him too, especially because he’s “been so mean!” maybe you’d slap some sense into him.

don’t worry though, he’s into it, even if he’s a blabbering mess of sweat, whimpers, and pleasure a good while into it.

he still has a dominant side though, especially on days he feels inferior to his peers, he’ll tie you up, slap you around, and make you moan and praise him till your voice is gone<3

he’ll use you to get his frustrations out, so definitely make sure to remind him how great he is despite the ball-gag in your mouth.

#monoma neito #monoma neito x reader #bnha smut #thrist #cw praise kink #cw slight bondage #bnha x fem!reader

[monaisdark]

okay but drabble of shigaraki sneaking into your room and jerking off to your face while you sleep. he feels so guilty but can't stop himself from cumming all over you ;)

Shigaraki being a creep while you sleep is my SHIT LETS GOOO

➨  paring — Tomura Shigaraki x Fem! Reader ➨  warnings — noncon (unknowing reader) somnophilia, masturbating

Your door creaks open, red eyes eyeing your sleeping body. Shigaraki could feel his heart begin to speed up, the small fan going on in your room wasn’t enough to make the heat rising in his body cool down.

Shigaraki carefully made his way to beside your bed, careful to not bump into any rouge items. He could hear you better now, soft snores being heard from your vulnerable state.

He's horrible, he shouldn't be palming himself to you right now. He can barely see you, but it doesn't stop him from taking out his hard dick and holding it towards your face.

As Shigaraki works his hand up and down on his shaft, he hopes you wake up. He hopes you cursed him out and call him a gross person for doing this, because he knows he is. Maybe then he'd stop cumming into your hair late at night.

But for now, he has to face your confused figure in the morning and act innocent as you start the shower to get the "weird dried stuff" out of your hair.

#tomura shigaraki #x reader #tomura x reader #tw somnophilia #tw noncon #dark fanfiction #monaisdark #x fem!reader #bnha x reader #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki smut