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psychewithwings · 2 years
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Spanking w Professor Lelouch Lamperouge
tw: impact play, teacher/student dynamic, dub con, dirty talk
yall im just thinking about AU professor Lelouch Lamperouge... Like I'm down bad...
Professor Lamperouge was the head of the Philosophy department, teaching specifically advanced moral Philosophy and ethics. He was a strict teacher with a stick up his ass and one of the harshest graders in the entire university but the ones emerging from his class would have the best chance for a killer letter of recommendation and brownie points for surviving his class. You'd gone in determined to excel with grace and you were... that is until you lost a bet and had to find a way to flash Professor Lamperouge your panties. Specifically those lacy pink, barely there ones that you'd bought last valentines day...
You'd thought it was funny... seeing him walk down the hallway towards you the next day. You smiled to yourself knowing it was the perfect opportunity. Right before you were about to pass him you moved to get out of his way but not enough and knocked your shoulder with his elbow. The stark white papers floated to the ground. You feigned embarrassment as you helped him pick up the documents, bending over in front of him to make sure he could see. When you turned around again his face was bright red. "Here you are," you presented the papers with a smile. "Sorry again... Professor," you gave him a smirk, flicking your eyes over his sweater vest and tweed jacket. He tched down at you and walked back to his office, grumbling about having to reorganize everything. You giggled to yourself before texting a report to the group chat.
The girls didn't believe you as soon as you mentioned that he blushed so of course you had to prove them wrong. You would be happy to prove to them wrong during the next class. And so you took your normal seat in the second row. You listened as usual and when it came for the discussion portion you raised your hand and opened your legs slightly, revealing that pink lace from before.
As the professor called on you red bloomed in his cheeks. You watched him glimpse between your thighs and then back towards the board to jot down notes of what you had said. "An excellent point," he underlined a key word and turned back around, this time he looked just as he always did... that same stern expression. You supposed flustering the professor for a longer duration was a difficult. "Would anyone else like to comment?"
As class ended your friends commended your bravery yet still were not convinced. Perhaps it was because you had paid more attention in Professor Lamperouge's class but they didn't seem to believe that he had been as flustered as you claim.
"Could I see you in my office for a moment?"
Your blood ran cold. You knew you shouldn't have been messing around so much... but you smiled trying your bets to play off your fear and followed the professor to his office.
You stepped into the office, wall to wall with books, his large cherry wood desk and a window that looked out into the garden. "Was it my most recent paper that you wanted to disc-" "Bend over." It wasn't a request... but it shocked you so much that you stumbled on your words. "Wh-what?" He gave you a cold smile, "oh come on now, you've flashed your panties at me twice today and now you're getting shy?" He laughed slightly at your shocked expression. "I- I didn't think that- it wasn't really-" His hand lightly pressed into your back and you leaned down on the desk without protest.
“Did you really think that teasing me all day would lead to no consequence?” You mumbled another half hearted apology but he wasn’t listening. And instead lifted your skirt with a pen from his shirt pocket. “You got what you wanted… I’m looking now-“ he used the pen to snap the strap of your panties against your hip. “Though there isn’t much to look at… in regards to fabric anyways.” He tapped the pen against your ass gently before dragging it against the crotch of your panties. You gasped and he laughed in response. “Oh? Is that what you wanted? You’re greedy.” He swat your ass with the pen and you jumped. “Professor~ please… I-I’m sorry! It was just a prank and-“ This time he pressed the pads of his fingers against your clothed pussy. “You’re not that sorry- look how wet you are!” He reached for something on his desk. You felt the cool wood tapping against your ass. “You know, back in the day teachers would use a paddle on disobedient students. Lucky for you this won’t hurt as much.” He gave a light teasing smack against your ass cheek. You bit your lip in an effort to hold back your moans. The truth was that this was the best possible outcome although you figured it would be nearly impossible to seduce your strictest teacher. But you smiled and turned your head to catch his eyes. “Do what you want with me-“ He hissed upon hearing your words, his fingers gripped even tighter around the ruler as he smacked you again. It was a harsher blow, and the sweet sting made it too hard to hold back. The moan fell from your lips which made the Professor laugh mockingly. “You’re so easy to read you know-“ Another harsh smack to your ass. You keened, the fiery feeling spreading throughout your ass cheek. He pressed his palm against the bruise in an effort to soothe the ache. He leaned close to your ear and gripped your flesh, “I know you love this-“ Even if that was true, you would never admit it. “Wha- no! I-“ He smacked your ass again, again, and then a third time. “I don’t like liars…” He rubbed your pussy through your panties. Your juices coated his fingers through the fabric. “You’re soaking. Be honest and tell me the truth.” He tapped the ruler impatiently against your flesh. “I- really love it.” It was a quiet admission but one none the less, exactly what he had asked for. He slipped your panties to the side and pressed both his fingers into your cunt. “See? I reward you for the truth, so tell me what you really want.” You grind against his hand. “I want you to fuck me-“ your voice trailed off into a deep sigh as he started to move his fingers. “Good girl…” he cooed softly, “but maybe tomorrow- I don’t think you’ve earned that yet.” While your body ached, cunt clenching around his long fingers… your heart fluttered. He’d said tomorrow which meant whatever you had started with your professor was far from over. His fingers sped up their movement and your couldn’t help yourself. “Lelouch,” you moaned is softly and this time he growled in return.
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I loved a quote I read today, I paraphrased it. Here’s the original:
“I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.” — Nikita Gill (via deceptivelips)
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Hovember: Exhibition w/Bokuto Koutarou
Dayum he’s a strong sexy boiii and i want this, also he gives no fucks
TW: 18+ minors and ageless blogs will be blocked, its exhibition so there’s an audience, but don't worry their into it, uhhh sex, shower sex thats bout it!
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His hips slam against your ass, cock dragging against all your sweet spots. You cry out and immediately regret it, the echoes from your moans reverb off of the shower walls. Bokuto doesn’t care about the sounds he makes that are surely flooding into the hallways, groans and growls as he fucks harder and faster. Your body strains as he holds your arms behind your back, using them for leverage as he fucks into you. “Ko- pleeeease, be quiet, w-we could get caught…” You worry about any of the MSBY team finding you like this, or worse… their coach. What type of trouble would he get into? You weren’t supposed to be in any of the locker rooms of the stadium, especially not the men's locker room.
The water trails from his chest onto your back, splashing over you with every thrust of his hips. The wet smacks on his hips against your perfect little ass echo throughout the locker room. “Don’t care if they see- need it- you- now, fuuuuuuck- so good-tight- perfect-fuck - fuck -fuuuck---” He groans, his hands finding a grip on your waist. You grab onto the slick shower wall. Your face resting against the cold, wet tile. Your eyes close tight as Bokuto shifts the angle, driving his cock into your G-spot. You whine, hand clapping over your mouth, your own fingers finding their way into your mouth and you suck just to try and keep yourself quiet. He lands a hard smack against your ass and your eyes fly open, teeth biting down on your fingers ever so slightly.
You’re met with the gazes of some of his other team members. Sakusa stands, brow furrowed to feign disgust while the tent in his pants grows. Hinata whines and licks his lips, clearly jealous. The other watch, eyes wide and tight jawed, as Bokuto drives his cock in and out of your tight little cunt. The sounds of your pussy, clamping down and trying to hold his cock inside fill the room. “Ko- nhhhh,” you start, but something about their intrusive gaze pushes you rapidly towards your release. “Let ‘em watch how I fill you up baby, cum, cum for me let ‘em see what I do to ya.”
You lock eyes with the crowd who’s now watching your pussy get stuffed with your boyfriends cock over and over again. His cock is heavy inside you, pushing you closer and closer towards your release. Drool coats your own fingers and your hiccuping little breaths are the only response Bokuto receives.
You watch through lidded eyes as Hinata palms his own cock over his work out shorts. You stare at him, your face fucked out, jaw slack, fingers resting on your lolling tongue. Hinata smirks at you as he mouths the word, “cum.” And to your surprise, your body obeys his command as you gush all over your boyfriends fat cock.
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Hovember: Non/DubCon w Gojo Satoru
oooof he’s such a cocky bastard and tbh i just wanted to see him in glasses and a sweater vest in a preppy college.
TW: 18+ no minors or ageless blogs allowed, this is a teacher student, tho reader is getting her doctorate so reader is 27+ and Gojo is like 30+ but there isn't a large age gap... he's just smart and full of himself, i said it in the title but it’s non/dubcon, so if thats triggering this one won't be for you
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Your college is extremely strict when it comes to dress code… Yes, a college dress code. What would you expect at an all girls private college. White, shapeless shirts are to accompany the skirts which are nothing less than ugly. Black and tan plaid, in a bulky fabric and a boxy shape. Tights must be worn with skirts at all times, no matter the weather. The only acceptable colours for tights are white, black, or the same tone as your flesh. It’s ridiculous, just something the founders thought of adding in to make the school even more pretentious. You wouldn’t even be in this stuffy elitist system... but their literary program is so phenomenal…  and the scholarship they’d given you for your doctoral program didn’t deter you any. But that meant you would have to do your best to quell and calm your rebellious side.
Your main professor for literature was more down to earth than the rest of the faculty. He was only a few years older than you, but a certified genius in his field, graduating college with a doctorate and only 5 years of school. He chose to abandon most of the rules and formalities. His class is an open discussion, instead of a lecture, and he prefers to be called simply, Satoru. He is gorgeous and all of the girls stare at him dreamy eyed while he discusses the symbolism of the colour red, or the meaning of the main character's name. Satoru is funny and crude, and at times incredibly sensual. You had gushed with your friends for weeks when your class had done the poetry section and he had read ‘may i feel’ by, E.E. Cummings. His voice sent shivers down your spine, and you were sure you were imagining things, but sometimes it felt as if he paid you special attention. Being hard on you at times, yet generous, devoting extra attention to your learning. He’s even been tutoring you after class for your thesis, even though he wasn’t your appointed advisor.
Other girls resented you for his taking such a liking to you but it wasn't like you’d done it on purpose. You were interested in the content, asked good questions, and paid attention. Not to mention you weren’t nearly so spoiled or entitled as the rest of them. You figured it was nice for him to have a student who cared more about the content of the class than the prestigious name that would be attached to the degree.  
Now that classes had become more minimal and you’d put up with the dumb dresscode for the entirity of school, you figure it was time for your senior prank to commence. It had been a joke for years in your small circle of friends. That leaving your panties at home was completely acceptable as long as you had tights covering your ass. The idea itself had been comical, but when you slipped your tights over your bare ass this morning, it became thrilling.
You walk the halls feeling the breeze between your thighs. No one seems to know, how could they, but the idea you might be caught has the heat flooding to your cheeks. And sitting down, practically bare in Satoru’s class has your heart pounding in your ears. But just as usual, you get invested in the material, dissecting the meaning of chapters one through three and arguing with that one girl who thinks she knows everything.
When class ends, you start packing up your things. “Y/n, will we not be reviewing your thesis together today?” You tap your head, “Sorry, I forgot it was Tuesday,” you brush off. You pull your laptop from your bag and bring it over to his desk. You seat yourself in the spare chair on the other side. “I just have to print the latest draft, give me like 2 minutes.” Satoru gestures to the printer by the cabinets, “just send it to my personal one.” You narrow your eyes and smirk, typing your password to unlock your laptop. “Isn’t that against school policy?” you mock playfully. Your eyes dart up as he shrugs, “not much they will do for a simple print job.” You find the draft and send the copy to his printer, watching as the machine whirs to life and spits out page after page of your work. “It’s longer than before,” Satoru comments, as the paper catcher was overflowing and some of your papers had spilled onto the floor. You nod, before rising to get the papers from the printer. You bend to retrieve them before remembering your lack of panties. You quickly adjust your position and finish collecting the stray papers.
You put them in the correct order and turn back towards Satoru, hoping he didn’t see. He sits, legs spread, leaning back in his large leather chair. He beckons you with a simple nod. He smirks as you advance towards him, taking a red pen from the cup on his desk. “Forget something?” he asks as you stand before him. You turn back to check if you’re missing a page, when he reaches out and flips up your skirt with the end of his pen. You feel your stomach drop and your hands shoot to the fabric to pull your skirt down, a few pages slipping from your hands to the floor. Satoru laughs at you, his eyes flicking up and down your flustered form. “I- it was a prank- I just- I forgot I wasn't- mm,” you try to explain but he just tilts his head to the side and pouts as you collect the fallen papers, careful this time to bend at the knees instead of the waist.
You peel the paper from the cool linoleum tiles and finally meet his eyes. He stares at you with a knowing smirk, the fabric between your legs becoming wet with your own arousal. Satoru has a wicked hunger to his gaze, you might as well be a pastel macaron, sweet and small and much too easy to devour. “Put them here,” he taps the pen on his desk. You take two shaky steps forward and lay the papers on his desk. You can feel your heart pounding in your own ears, knowing you're standing with your back to him between his spread legs. He reaches forward and trails his fingers up your inner thigh. You sharply inhale as he grazes your pussy with his knuckles. He sighs, “of course you’re wet for me.”
He rubs gentle circles over your clit and you mewl. This is wrong, you know this. But it feels so good. You know you should stop him but you allow yourself to indulge in the rapid circles he draws over your neglected clit. “W-we shouldn’t,” you start to say but he shushes you. “Don’t you like it? Don’t you like me?” He spreads your slick around, wetting more of the fabric. “Everybody likes me, aren’t you so lucky I chose you to play with?” He strokes along your slit and your eyes roll. He does have expert fingers, finding your clit so easily. Satoru pinches your clit, rolling it between his fingers. “I- y-yes, but, we c-can’t you could get in trouble.” His hand moves from your pussy to your hip as he stands. He forces your legs further apart with his own then slowly pushes you down onto the desk. He covers your body with his own, “you’re not gonna tell on me are you?” He waits for your response and you shake your head, muttering a small “no.” He licks your neck just to feel you shiver. “Good girl,” he praises.
Satoru gropes your ass as he lifts your skirt. “You needed to be touched didn’t you,” his fingers start to prod at your clothed entrance, the elastic of the tights allowing his finger to slip inside to about his first knuckle. You whine, as he adds a second finger. Satoru sighs watching as your pussy desperately tries to suck his fingers in around the fabric of the tights.  “Look at you, just begging for it,” he laughs. He grabs each side of the tights and pulls until you hear the rip. “Ah, what are you- ohmygod,” his fingers sink inside you, your nails scraping against the wood of the desk as the pressure inside you intensifies. But as soon as his fingers are fucking into you they’re gone. You hear him unzip his pants and you turn your head to look back at him.
“We shouldn’t- n-not here, we could get caught- get into really big trouble… especially you… and we don't have protection.” Satoru strokes his cock, the head leaking and red. “Don’t you want to be full? Won’t it feel so good to finally cum around a cock instead of those bitty little fingers of yours?Hmm?” He teases your entrance with the head of his cock. You moan, body bucking involuntarily. His cockhead stretches as he breeches your entrance and he pushes inside. It feels too good to stop him, so you push back against him instead, trying to get more of his cock inside. “See?” he laughs, “I know what your body needs…” He pulls out of your sopping little cunt and slams back inside, “and you need to be full.”   
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Kinktober day 17: degredation w Monoma Neito
i know, and this is pretty illegal but like, Monoma-nii who wants to scold and mess and just- yea want this... send me to jail
TW: 18+++ no minors or ageless blogs allowed, dark content to a degree bc they're step siblings, so incest-ish, he calls her sister teasingly, nasty mean talk, explicit, monoma, monoma being monoma, unprotected sex
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After you found out your boyfriend was cheating (and you’d burned all his clothes and run his laptop over with your car) you needed to move out of the shared apartment.  You didn’t have anywhere to go, maybe a friend's couch for a little while, but after that? Your only real choice was to beg your step brother, Neito, to move in with him for a while. He was a pro hero and you knew he’d have the space. His job took many hours… you’d been prepared to negotiate, offer to do all the chores, all the cooking, anything to help him out. To your surprise you didn’t even have to beg, you asked once and he agreed immediately. “It won’t be long, I’ll have a new place soon, I’ll start looking tomorrow-” But he waved away your words and hugged you close, hands rubbing your back in soothing circles. It was such a warm gesture, something you’d become unfamiliar with over the past year or so... And a gesture that was rare from Nieto. You immediately broke down into tears, crying on his shoulder. He stroked up and down your back in soothing motions.
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It was an easy transition into living with Neito. You helped around the house when you could, cleaning and cooking to show your thanks more so than his own expectations. You ate with him most meals and played video games like you’d done when you were younger. It felt natural, familiar, as if you were recreating memories with him. It was comfortable living with him, maybe a little too comfortable. You didn’t feel the need to change out of your skimpy little sleep clothes on Sunday mornings. Perhaps it was your imagination, but you sometimes caught him staring. Your pert little ass peeking out of those soft cotton shorts while you poured pancake batter on the skillet. You wouldn’t mind if he was staring… it would be a lie to say you didn’t stare back sometimes.  It was hard to keep your eyes off him when he walked into the kitchen fresh out of the shower, beads of water clinging to his back and his chest and just a towel wrapped around his waist. It was hard not to blush when he would tickle you into submission like he used to when you were younger. “You’re so fucking annoying, you know that?” he’d chastise as you howled with laughter, legs flailing and kicking until he would pin them with his own. His body so strong as he holds you down, his fingers on your stomach and thighs. You could feel the slick seeping into your panties and guilt would flood your senses. You shouldn’t be getting turned on by your step brother.
You tried your best to keep your distance but Neito had a habit of touching you. Grabbing around your waist to startle you or pushing you playfully when you’d try to reach for something. “You’re so weak,” he’d tease, catching you in his arms before you’d fall. His grasp on you was always strong, almost possessive. “It’s a good thing you have me, little sister… you’re so helpless.” And then he’d just laugh at you, smirking, and walk back to his room. Everytime he babied you, even though it was with his sick patronising tone, you wanted more, wanted his lips on your neck while he whispered that you were helpless in your ear, his hands moving down lower… thinking like this was wrong.
Tonight, he’s brought home Chinese take out. He must have changed at the agency before coming home and you curse him for looking so good in grey sweatpants. You can feel him eyeing you, but you keep your eyes trained on the tv as you slurp your noodles. You eat with minimal conversation then collect the empty containers to take them to the bin. You feel his eyes follow you in the dark, watching you pad across the tiles in your fuzzy socks. You pull the hem of your shorts down suddenly self conscious.
You’ve barely returned to your spot on the couch when you’re tackled to the floor. You lay with your arms over your head, wrists pinned to the carpet. “Wh-what are you doing?” you breathe, looking up at him with big curious eyes. He grins,  “my sweet sister was ignoring me and I want to know why…” He feigns disappointment as you struggle against his grip, managing to lift your hands for a moment. He forces your wrists back to the floor and a sinfully sweet moan escapes your lips. Heat rushes to your cheeks as you watch him smirk, “uh oh, were you ignoring me to hide impure thoughts? you don’t like this do you?” His tone stings with sarcasm and you try to turn your head away from his piercing grey eyes. You’re met with the sight of his much larger hand gripping yours. “I know you do,” he continues, breath hot on your neck, “know how I know you like it?” He doesn’t move, but you know he’s smiling, voice oozing his signature relentless pride. You refuse to meet his eyes. He leans closer to where his lips ghost your neck as he whispers. “Because, you make those same pathetic little sounds when you hump your pillow late at night.”
You eyes fly open and you gasp in embarrassment wishing to hide your face with your hands. “N-Neito h-how do you...” The ache in your core intensifies and you shift uncomfortably beneath him. “Well you’re not very quiet… so either you’re too stupid to cover your mouth or you’re so desperate to have that needy little cunt filled that you don’t care if your own brother is the one to do it.” You glare up at him, wishing that he would stop talking. You’re humiliated… but you can feel his cock hard against your thigh, and with every degrading sentence he throws at you, your desire grows. “You’re not my brother,” you snap. He laughs down at you and releases your hands. You don’t move as he sits up on his knees. “Look at you, you’re so desperate you don’t even try to get up… bet I could get you to make those stupid sounds again.” Without thinking he grabs your leg and licks from your calf to half way up your thigh. Just like before, you mewl so sweetly for him.
Monoma growls, sinking his teeth into your flesh. “You’re not even gonna stop me? Just gonna let me do what I want with you?” He grins, fingers moving over the crotch of your shorts. “Such a slut, you’ve soaked through two layers of clothes.” He strokes up and down your clothed slit, then rubs circles around your swollen clit. Your moans pour from your lips freely now. Monoma brings his fingertips down on your clit, a gentle spank. Your body jerks, exactly how he wanted it to. It’s sinful to have his little sister on her back, to play with her pussy and degrade her… but Monoma couldnt help it… you’re so wonderfully submissive and he’s becoming drunk with power. He taps your clit again and you whine. “Take these off and ask nicely, and I might reward you.”
You slip your shorts and panties off, looking up at him, “please.” You ask once, voice soft with embarrassment. Monoma rolls his eyes, but it’s getting difficult for him to fight off his desire for you. His cock strains in his sweats, begging to be inside you. “C’mon, that was terrible, you can do better.” You take his wrist in your hand and bring it towards your pussy. “Please Nieto… I know you wanna touch me, I see how you look at me, like you wanna eat me up, so just be a man already and take what you want.”
Monoma smacks your bare pussy, smiling down as you gasp. “I was hoping for sweeter words… you’re being a brat,” his brow furrows in distaste. Your confidence grows, “what do you want to hear then? Please, Sir, please fuck me, I’m yours to have so do as you please.” You mock but Neito sees through your disguise, you’re succumbing to your overwhelming need. With that one smack, Monoma can feel how wet you truly are, your body so sensitive because you’re so frustrated. Your ex must have neglected you… and something about that doesn’t sit right with Neito, a strange sense of responsibility falling over him to alleviate this ache inside you… or maybe its just his want to be inside you. “How about ‘please Nii-san’?” Your eyes grow wide and you fall silent. Monoma drags a finger down to circle your cute little hole. He bites his lip feeling how you’re dripping for him. “C’mon slut, I’ll only fill you up if you say it.” Almost immediately, the words fall from your lips. “Please, touch me Nii-san, I want it so much.”
He laughs and spits down onto your pussy, before pushing his thick middle finger inside you. “You’re disgusting, I can feel this whore pussy clench around my finger every time you say Nii-san, you really wanted to get fucked by your brother this much?” You shake your head mumbling something about how he isn’t your brother again but Monoma can tell you’re losing yourself to the feeling. “You’re starting to become delirious, do you wish this finger was my raw cock instead?” You moan and he can feel you getting tight around him. He palms himself with his free hand, hissing from the stimulation. He’s so hard. “Be honest slut, is my finger enough for you?” You shake your head again, face scrunching in pleasure. So cute. “No, Nii-san, want your cock,” you beg. He laughs at you as he pulls his cock out from his pants. The head is red and angry, precum oozing from the swollen tip. “You’re pathetic, I didn’t even tell you to call me Nii, this time and here you are, begging for cock from your brother- you break so fucking easily…” He pauses, feeling a strange possessiveness overtaking him. Seeing you on your back, going from bratty to submissive just to get what you want, listening to him so sweetly… “And you’ll break for only me, only for your Nii-san now…” You nod, brows knit together, pleading. “Yes Nii-san, I’ll break for you and only you- now please, fill me up now.”
He lines himself up with your entrance and starts to push inside. “Good girl,” he praises for once as he feels your slick walls envelop him. You whine a soft cry of his name and he gives in, thrusting deep inside you, unable to hold back anymore. 
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kinktober will be back tomorrow, I could have shat smth out these past few days but its not my vibe, I’d rather be late with work i can be proud of than just fuckin smth on the page and calling it a day... 
love to yall and have a restful sunday
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Ahahaha Andy! I love it! Tho… I think we both give Robin Boy Wonder energy hahhaa but he will have fun doing the Batman voice all night
Ohhh okay okay! This is such a fun idea.
I love Denki. I canon him as my best friend but we’d def have some sparks too. Haha get it- sparks?? 🥴🥴 NEWays… we’re very similar people so lemme know ur thots!
PLEASE okay if you go with Denki I think he’d have so much fun doing a superhero costume, something like Batman and Robin!! But specifically the old school versions, like when Adam West was Batman in the 60s! (You get to decide who’s who tho hehe)
couples costume assignment 🎃
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Whew, he’s just-
Mhm, yes
Blessing this artist
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in case yall missed the master list here it is again... m a little behind but ill catch up before the Eve of the all Hallow heheheh bc we all need to get freak nasty on that day
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Welcome to Kinktober you lil nasties heheheh ;p who’s ready to get freaky??
***this is an 18+ zone yall, so ur age in bio if you wanna interact, else you’ll get the block (hope i can stop saying this at some point)*** 
but anyyywayssss; okay, yes… here’s the tentative line up, and its all subject to change, i will post them in no particular order… hit up my inbox or fill out this form if you’d like to change the fate of this kinktober masterlist or if you have a particular character you wanna see! listen, i aint fully decided on most of these so in put is more than welcome and if i didn’t use ur idea, not personal babe, sometimes i just don’t think i can do that character justice xx
i hope all you little thirsty devils are hydrating this kinktober… lets drink filth together <3 
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Dirty Talk: Miya Atsumu
Breeding: 
Size Kink: Roronoa Zoro
Squirting: Kaminari Denki
Panty stealing: Todoroki Shouto
Marking: Kirishima Eijirou 
Cream pie: Nanami Kento
Overstim: Inumaki Toge
Non con: 
Dub con:
Drugs:
Impact: Oikawa Tooru
Omegaverse:
Toys: Hinata Shoyo
Degradation:
Dumbification:
Edging: Suguru Geto 
Cum play: 
Yandere: 
Somno: Tamaki Amajiki
Corruption:
Spit: Tsukishima Kei 
Facesitting: 
Praise: Hatake Kakashi
Pet Play:
Sex Pollen: 
Daddy: Sawamura Daichi
Bondage: Sero Hanta
Voyerism: Sanji
Exhibitionism: 
As many as possible & aftercare: 
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(dividers @firefly-graphics​ , thanks for getting kinky with us)
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psychewithwings · 3 years
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Kinktober day 16: bondage Sero Hanta
i knows its cliche but its actually a modern au where he’s tying shibari, bc well, ropes are hot and he’s a king so he knows this
TW: 18+ minors & ageless blogs dni, bondage, pussy licking, ropes, biting sum tiddies 
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You look up at your boyfriend as he secures the last tie. “Here you are, babe! Fuck- you look good, can’t wait to get started… but where to begin?” Your arms are strapped above your head, wrists secured to the headboard. He’s made a pretty harness for you,  pushing up your breasts. Your knees are bent and spread, ankles tied to your thighs in a frog pose and again, tied to the bed. He has a perfect view of your pretty little pussy, and you have no way to be modest or close your legs to him. Sero trails two of his fingers down your neck first. “Maybe…” he murmurs, “I’ll start here.” His lips touch your neck, the kiss feather light. His teeth nip the flesh and you inhale sharply at the slight sting. “Fuck- I’m overwhelmed… your whole body to play with… all tied up for as long as I want?” He kneads your plush tit in one hand, then tugging your nipple and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. He leans down to your ear, “you spoil me.” He bites down on your earlobe and you whine so pretty, music to his ears.
Sero knows how wet you must be and he can’t resist reaching his fingers down to feel the slick dripping from your tight little hole. He groans when he feels it, fingers wet, gathering up as much of your slick as he can. “All for me?” he asks before sucking his fingers into his mouth. You watch as his tongues laves over his fingers, before he sucks them back into his mouth again. “You taste so good,” he moans before his mouth immediately latches to your other nipple. He bites down on the bud, pulling with his teeth, bathing in your whines and little sounds. He reaches down again, feeling how your pussy drips onto your thighs, the soft plush skin so wet. He gathers more on his fingers and sucks them into his mouth. “Need more,” he kisses, licks, nips, sucks, his way down to your dripping cunt.
He parts your folds and drags his tongue up once. You pull against the restraints, whining,  as he drags his tongue again. “F-feels too g-good, Hanta,” your pussy throbs as he continues to lap selfishly. His arms wrap around your thighs as he starts to circle his tongue around your entrance. You jerk, the ropes holding you in place. Sero laughs against your cunt before pressing a chaste kiss to your clit. “You can’t move, baby, so just relax and take it,” he mumbles into your pussy, unable to finish the sentence before he’s diving back in. His tongue circles your entrance again, before he starts to fuck it in and out of you. You pull on your restraints a few times but he’s tied them well. Not too tight, but not nearly loose enough to escape. He has you trapped, but in the best way. And knowing that you can’t escape, while he fucks his tongue in your tight little pussy, propels you towards your first of many orgasms that night.
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psychewithwings · 3 years
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Kinktober day 15: Praise w/ Kakashi
we could also say todays kink is just feelings but uhhh
TW: 18+ minors & ageless blogs dni, eludes to depression but we healing through love,  cockwarming, lovely things said, mushy and romantic 
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It has been the worst day. And burying your face in your boyfriend's chest, sitting on his lap, the weight of the world starts to melt away. Your hair's still wet from the shower and beads of water drip onto your big T-shirt. Kakashi’s fingertips graze along your bare thighs, from your knee to your the strap of your soft cotton panties. You pull away and look him in his eyes, he smiles at you gently and strokes his hand from the top of your head to your neck. “What do you need, my love?” he asks softly.
You don’t know how to respond or what you want, or what you really need. You just lean in and kiss him. Your hands clutching the back of his head to deepen the kiss. “Make it go away, ‘Kashi,” you ask sweetly.  He moves his lips against your temple, “you’re such a good girl.” You don’t say it, but you don’t feel good. “More- you’re a wonderful person, and I’m so lucky to have you,” he whispers and kisses your cheek.
Your lip quivers and you try your best not to cry. “I-I’m glad you think so,” you mumble. Kakashi holds your shoulders with his hands and his thumbs rub circles on your collar bones. His gaze is soft and kind. “And I will love you until you think so too… until you know so.”
It wasn’t close enough, to be sitting in his lap. “Can we be closer?” you murmur. He kisses your head, “of course.” He moves to pull his cock from his pants and gives himself a few pumps. You hold your panties to the side and then seat yourself on his cock. He groans softly, and his dick twitches inside of you. “You’re perfect… you were made for me.” You nuzzle against his neck, his cock filling you perfectly. “And you for me,” you whisper. He takes your face in his hands and he kisses your forehead, then each cheek, and then finally your lips. “I love these beautiful lips,” he kisses them again. “I love this gorgeous face,” he kisses your cheeks. “I love your beautiful mind, even if it hurts you sometimes.” He takes your hands in his, and he doesn’t say anything but he places them over his heart, then returns the gesture placing his hands over yours.  
How could you resent the girl that the man you love holds so dearly in his arms? You can’t, and it’s through his unconditional love, his sweet words, that you start to love yourself the way he loves you. “ ‘Kashi, my breath, my heartbeat… it’s because of you…” He hugs your body close to his and lays his head in the crook of your neck. He pauses, listening to you breathe, feeling your heartbeat.
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the one you wore with hinata…. woah 🥵
I was actually questioning if I took that too far but my inner cum slut said no
I’m glad we vibing on the same wavelength
🌈✨🦋
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A little fairy dome away from everything else indeed indeed!
Let’s run away from our corporate hells for a little while and hide here.
🦋🦋🦋
pls you and i
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we would be VIBING here THRIVIING here
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psychewithwings · 3 years
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Ohhh Emmsie tysm! That’s so cute omg, this gave me the seratonin I needed today.
Okay so.
Kags has no game. But he’s cute when he blushes and I like being a tease. So I assume i just teased him sm he took me to the closet to prove to me he’s more than just a stuttering mess.
But you and Atsumu, bless. Without yall and your ability to make me not feel like too much of a third wheel but just enough of one to make me go annoy Kags with affection… this would have never happened.
Thanks for sorting out my love life with a single party and a coat closet 😂💗
Oooo I wuv dis.
Hmmm okay, welllll I would be so happy to go on a date with Kageyama and yall.
Heheheheh he’s so cute and grumpy 💕
WITH KAGS ;sladghka that's so cute ld;ashkg ok so i picture it like this like atsumu and i have been dating for a while, maybe we've even moved in together and i bring you, bestie, to a party bo's throwing. Hinata comes with his GF, and the setter from the team they just played... Kageyama.
He's surly, and you're sweet, and every time your hands brush on the couch atsumu like taps me on the shoulder like oh my god it's happening.
And we're ready to leave, so i go looking for you, and accidentally walk in on the two of you making out in the coat closet and i squeak and tsumu's like babe? and then he peaks his head in and yanks me back to the party like babe this is huge for him he's got no game
and im like that's not very nice and also it's my FRIEND in there but the two of you dont come back for like 45 minutes and you get very blushy and embarassed when i tell this story at your WEDDING
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psychewithwings · 3 years
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Kinktober day 14: Daddy with Daichi
gahhhh so much daddy energy from this man
TW: 18+  minors or ageless blogs dni, mirror sex, big dicks, daddyyyyyyy 
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His cock stretches you out with every thrust of his hips, his hands tangled in as much hair as he can grasp. The pads of your fingerprints smear down the length of the mirror. You stare at your reflection, mouth open and tongue lolling out of your mouth, dripping drool. Daichi bites his lip seeing your jaw slack with pleasure. The sound of him bottoming out in your sloppy little cunt fills the room. “Watch, see that?” He slows his thrusts, “see how Daddy fits his cock all the way inside you baby?” You moan seeing how his cock goes all the way inside, you feel so full. “Who’s pussy is this, baby?” he prompts. He pulls your hair, arching your back to wedge his cock impossibly deeper. “S’ d-daddy’s,” you whine. He rewards you by picking up the pace, the head of his cock kissing your cervix with every thrust. “Damn right baby, this pussy is mine,” he growls. He forces your head to look back at your reflection. His muscular thighs ripple and the arm around your middle flexes as he supports you. You’re breathing so hard that the glass is starting to fog. “Daddyyyyy,” you whine as your legs start to shake. “That’s it baby, cum all over my cock- Daddy’s got you.”
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psychewithwings · 3 years
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Kinktober day 13: Toys with Hinata Shoyo
I’m fine, this is freak nasty but im fine i swear
TW: 18+ minors and ageless blogs dni, vibrator, cum plug, cum play, praise, overstim
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Fat tears roll down your cheeks and your little hiccuping sounds just make Hinata smile as he holds the vibe on your clit. Your pussy clamps down around the plug that he’s stuffed inside you, holding his cum in place. Your back is to his chest and his knees force yours apart, granting him access. You can feel how hard his cock is, poking into your lower back. The rumbling of the vibrator has your eyes rolling in the back of your head, body squirming to try and alleviate the pain from the overstimulation. You were on your way to your nth orgasm, fingers digging into his toned thighs.
You can feel his cum swishing inside of you as your orgasm builds. “You’re so cute like this,” he gives you a chaste kiss. “Feel good?” You moan, nodding your head, so close. Hinata turns your head towards him, your lips already parted oh so nicely. He sticks his tongue in your mouth, rolling it around yours. His free hand reaches down to the plug that’s stuffed in your cunt. He presses against the little jewel poking out of your pussy. You can feel the plug stretching you out, rubbing against your walls with every push of Hinata’s fingers. You keen into the kiss and he laughs against your lips. “Yeah, I know baby, but you’re doing good, you’re gonna cum so hard.” He kisses your cheeks encouragingly.
You figure the coil inside of you would have snapped by now but your orgasm keeps building. “Sh-Sho- nnnhhhh,” you whine. He sucks at your neck, the fingers fucking the plug deeper, speed up. “Yeah- I know, I know, but you can do it, cum for me princess, so fucking pretty when you cum for me,” he praises. Your legs shake uncontrollably against his as Shoyo’s words push you closer towards your end. Your pussy is so tight, and the plug is making  you feel so full. Your orgasm is just on the edge, your body so overwhelmed it’s almost frozen. He turns up the vibrator, the stimulation so intense every muscle in your body tightens and the breath won’t enter your lungs properly.You try to arch away but he’s so strong, the hand that was playing with the plug snaps up to hold your body steady. You cry out as the coil finally snaps, head throwing back against his chest. “Yes yes, fuuuuck- that’s my girl, so fucking good, cumming so pretty for me.” He rubs the vibrator back and forth over your clit, prolonging your orgasm. Your pussy pulsing and contracting around the plug. Your orgasm is so intense, that the plug slips out of your cunt, his cum and yours now flowing onto the bed.
Your body shakes in his arms as he peppers your face with kisses. Your breath is ragged, you can’t speak. “You did so good, didn’t you?” You nod slowly, as best you can manage and you’re rewarded with more sweet kisses to your cheeks and temple, your neck, your lips. “But look princess, you came so hard your plug fell out… I guess I have to fill you up again!” He lifts you slightly and sits you down on his cock, groaning as he’s enveloped by your hot, dripping cunt. “There we go,” he purrs.
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psychewithwings · 3 years
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hello lovely humans
im low-key drunk and gonna catch up this weekend for kinktober
basically having an insurance job and selling a giant bottle of margarita wine cocktail at the store leads to my current state and i like to do my best work for you... if i had a stage i would compromise and do a cartwheel and make some jokes but as this is over the internet... I owe yall some kinktober fics 
you'll get them this weekend when i have more time
but i just want to take a second and publicly appreciate the wonderful comments that ive been getting on my work recently and I will be responding to those shortly while i watch one piece bc im a tired bitch and my drunk ass has been trying to write for a while but i just wanna watch some fuckin one piece and sleep
so thanks for understanding
n imma write for yall tomorrow
wishing you sparkles 
xx ame xx
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