#anon mail <3

[yukisshittyposts]

Could you make a part two to the daddy issues with bakugou story? Like maybe deku or todoroki, or even kirishima take his place as a father figure and he has to deal with that? Like heavy angst on his part but hecka amount of fluff for the reader and daughter?

You asked and shall receive! :)

–> Part 1 to this imagine.

NOTE: I chose Todoroki for this request, hope that's alright.

Bakugou first sees you with him while he's on patrol. Kirishima is talking his ear off about something but his focus is on you and how you tuck a strand of your hair shyly behind your ear.

At first, he thinks it's a coincidence. You with... him. So, he doesn't think much of your meeting with Todoroki and soon enough, he forgets about it.

What makes him change his mind later, is the photos, taken by those nosy bastards and then, the multiple articles that flood his feed. They are everywhere. The articles, the photos of you and Todoroki eating dinner at some fancy restaurant, him giving you a bouquet of flowers and walking together in the park, him picking up your daughter from UA–

Wait... what?

Picking up your— his daughter, from UA?

What the fuck?!

Bakugou's wife tries to assure him that it's probably nothing and reminds him that he shouldn't care. And so what if his ex is dating again? He has a wife and a son who love him very much. He shouldn't care. He knows that. It's not like he doesn't love his wife or anything, but..

He does cares. He cares and he cares a lot because he regrets what he did to you sixteen years ago. He regrets leaving you. He was young, afraid and stupid and it's his fault that things are the way they are now. He acknowledges that. He'd hoped to talk things out with you and apologize but now with Todoroki...

It's not that he doesn't want you to be happy but now, how will he manage to apologize with Todoroki in the middle? How will he manage to make things right with you?

God knows how much he wants to make things right with your daughter but it's not like she allows him to. He tries and tries but to her, he's nothing but a stranger, a pest and everytime he calls to see how she's doing and she calls him "Bakugou-san", the pain doubles, especially when he first sees the photos of her and Todoroki spending time together.

Now that Todoroki's in the picture, will she start calling him dad instead?

He doesn't want to find out.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x y/n #todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #todoroki x y/n #bnha imagines #mha imagines #bakugou imagines #bakugou drabble #bakugou angst #bnha bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou katsuki #anon mail <3

[noctis-tempore]

Scorpio

okay this isnt my best work but its what i have so <///3

#moochie answers #moochie’s art #anon mail <3 #i dont have a name for him yet so #just call him scorpio for now #mocha & sidereum caelum

[inkykeiji]

sukuna defo has a corruption/innocence kink!!!

he just really loves ruining pretty things. he loves smashing them beyond ‘repair’, smearing them with him and soiling them beyond recognition. he loves staining them with his teeth and his claws and his palms, leaving behind everlasting claims of ownership—things that can’t be scratched or scrubbed off, things that won’t heal, don’t heal, permanently mangled by his fingers or his fangs. 

because bruises are pleasing, yes—splashes of blood pooling beneath thin skin in the primitive shapes of his fingerprints or his hands; and scabs are gorgeous, sure—glittering little rubies that encrust your skin, more beautiful than any piece of jewellery; but they’re all much too temporary. he needs things that are forever. he needs scars, raised and puckered and dimpled; he needs his teeth eternally etched into your inner thighs—thirty-two little indents, four deep gouges from the fangs. he needs his claws carved into your chest—a crude heart engraved into your left breast, his name singed across your neck, a permeant collar burnt into your flesh by red-hot talons. 

any pretty, delicate thing will do, but the innocents are his favourite. the innocents are his favourite, because they’re so pliable, they’re so pure, they’re so desperate to please. it makes them easy—easy to mold into whatever he wants them to be, easy to morph them into something that is his and his alone; his to create, his to destroy, his to resurrect. 

his. 

the innocents are naive and trusting, the innocents are willing; willing to submit, willing to comply, eager to be taught, to be good, to obey and earn their place. 

it’s an art, almost, he thinks, the utter corruption—destruction—of innocents. he likes the challenge, because each person is different; each person requires something else to shatter them to the prettiest shards of themselves in his palms. it’s like a reverse puzzle to him; instead of painstakingly putting something together, he is painstakingly deciphering how best to pull it apart.

and, oh, he’ll put you back together, of course, but he’ll put you back together his way. he’ll put you back together in a way only he knows how to, he’ll put you back together in a way no one else ever could. he’ll put you back together in a way that forces you to need him, dousing you in himself so when he does finally piece you back into a whole, it’s with him as the glue, ensuring that it is he who holds you intact, it is he who is irrevocably a part of you, forever, embedded deep in your soul.

#sukuna x you #sukuna x reader #sukuna smut #sukuna headcanons #sukuna headcanon #ryomen sukuna x you #ryomen sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna smut #inky.queue #fINALLY GETTING TO POST THIS UGH #i hope u enjoy anon! <3 #inky.sukuna #inky.bb #clari gets mail

[hindulivesmatter]

Your bio says proud Indian but then why only hindu lives matter?? There are so many other religions living in India as well. You seriously should be in school right now instead of being toxic on tumblr.

Reading comprehension fails people yet again. Sad.

I am a proud Indian, yes. My bio says ॐ and proud. That being said, this blog is exclusively to discuss Hinduphobia and violence against Hindus. Does that make you uncomfortable?

Why do you have such a big issue if I take a space and make it solely to discuss issues affecting Hindus? Why are you coming to MY blog and getting upset that I'm only talking about Hindus? If it's affecting you that much, start your own blog, by all means. Record the violence against all communities in India, you have my full support. Go on, do it.

Also, I'm so offended that you think I can't do both, being in school and toxic on Tumblr. I'm a very capable woman, I can multitask <3

You keep crying, I'll keep being ✨toxic✨ on Tumblr. Mwah.

#hinduphobia #anon asks #answered #hate mail #love love love that you took out the time to be such an ass lmao #“there are so many religions in india” great! then you can talk about the violence perpetuated against them on your blog! #no? you just want me to do it? #oh #too fucking bad <3 #because my blog is solely for recording hinduphobia and hindu content

[galactiquest]

Hi it's 🌻anon it's been awhile!

I've mostly been working a lot and just wanting to crawl in bed to just rest for the next thousand years or so.

Which made me think of a request: Vash and/or Knives s/o that just wants to rest in cuddle all day with them.

Hope you have a wonderful day 🌻

Hi Sunflower Anon 🌻 Always here to brighten my day. I totally feel you with wanting to rest for the next thousand years, working on several projects all at once will do that to you.

I think this request is really adorable and since I feel like it, I'm gonna do both. I think they'd approach this differently and it's fun to explore how!

Vash the Stampede and Millions Knives x Reader: Whole Day Off

Content Warnings: None, we're just enjoying a super cozy day in bed. For the most part.

Vash

I bet he wishes he could take the whole day off. A day with no fighting, no running, no bullets, nothing but gentleness and peace and quiet. This is never quite his reality, but now that you're in his life...

It'd be rude of him not to indulge you, at least once. Once you brought the idea up, perhaps half-asleep in the morning, he couldn't say no to your cute face.

He'll spread out a bit with you nestled into his arm, smiling at the gentle sunlight now spreading across the bed. It's nice to slow down when it's possible. And in these moments, there's nothing to worry about--just Vash quietly breathing next to you, sometimes the two of you adjusting to a new position, he spoons you, you spoon him, toppled over each other like wayward building blocks, whatever works.

Eventually he will get up, much to your reluctance, but he promises quietly that he'll come back. And he does--probably with something to eat and drink. Can't spend the whole day in bed without a snack!

Knives

This man is a workaholic. Does he even sleep? I'm not entirely convinced that he does. If you can, somehow, get him to sleep with you (literally, I mean) I think he'd be leaving soon after you fell asleep to keep doing work.

I don't think there's any way he'd accept "lying around in bed all day cuddling" as a valid excuse to avoid work. I think he'd call you silly for even suggesting it! But he wouldn't force you to get up and do anything if you didn't want to (he's not that mean... at least I like to think...).

But maybe there's room for... compromise? Is that a word in his vocabulary? Maybe he'll allow you just a few minutes of his company in bed in the morning. As an apology reward for being such a good little human. And a few minutes might turn into a few more. And maybe just a little longer. And maybe he'll wait until the top of the hour, just to be exact--and, whoops, looks like it's a minute past...

If he can't stay with you, truly, maybe he'll come to check on you every so often. If you've fallen back asleep, he'll probably graze the back of his hand against your cheek, admiring how cute you look--he means, just checking to see that you're still alive. And maybe he'll make sure you're still tucked into the blanket. And maybe he'll leave a little kiss on your forehead... Maybe he'll join you when he feels he can sneak away.

#vash the stampede x reader #vash x reader #millions knives x reader #knives x reader #trigun x reader #galactifics #love mail #🌻 anon #sorry this took a bit to get to lol.... it went into my drafts and... disappeared from sight </3

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

Omg so what if like the hell fire club meet bimbo reader for the first time and They’re just in like complete shock that she and Eddie are dating considering how different both of them and they are like complete polar opposites<3

>0< omg.

"y-you..and..her?" dustin gawks--the club is staring at you both in shock, but eddie has a smug grin on his face.

he's sitting on his 'throne', smoothing over your lower back with his hand. you, on the other hand, have an excited blush gracing your cheeks, your hands clasped together in front of you shyly as you giggle.

eddie had told the club a few days ago that he had a girlfriend, but none of them believed him. and they especially didn't believe it when eddie said who it was. y/n y/l/n for goodness sake. you were popular and girly and a bit of an airhead and..just so..so pink. just, everything you wore or had was pink and delicate and pretty in some way.

eddie was the complete opposite of that. firstly, dustin was the one who was very skeptical about this whole thing.

first of all, eddie was well out of your league, and..not even your type.

you usually dated jocks.

also, dustin thought that eddie would like a more 'punk-rock' sort of person. not..ditsy, hyper-feminine you. not that there was anything wrong with that but,, well you were you and eddie was eddie and you both were extremely opposite.

so, when eddie had told everyone at lunch that you would be making an appearance at the campaign meeting that Friday night, everybody thought he was completely full of it.

that was until your perky self bounced into the theater room, squealing when you saw eddie.

all heads turned. disbelief growing amongst literally everyone..even eddie.

he couldn't believe that you fell for him.

just as much as he fell for you.

well, he thought that he fell harder, but whenever he said that to you, you would cry so he kept that to himself. it hurt you when he said he loved you more than you loved him because there was no way he loved you more than you loved him!!

eddie was already standing up, his hands on the back of his 'throne' as he guided the campaign. so, he was fully ready when you immediately threw yourself in his arms. his arms wrapped around your body. you giggled as he smiled a wide, adoring grin; a small, "hey, princess," leaving his lips before you pulled his head down and crashed your lips against his, moaning into his mouth softly.

he squeezed your ass from under your tiny skirt, wet, slobbery sounds echoing throughout the room as the group (grimaced) stared in absolute disbelief. you were on your tippy toes, whimpering when he groped you roughly.

the club looked at each other, not understanding just what was going on..

"no. fuckin'. way, dude!" dustin was the first to speak.

his voice pulled eddie out of his trance (just barely), but your eyes were still on eddie, whining when you didn't feel his lips on you.

instead, you nipped at eddie's neck.

"fuckin' way, man," he replied laughing, giving you one last kiss on the lips before he sat down. "why don't you introduce yourself, baby? who are you?"

"eddie's girlfriend!" you giggled again, and the metal-head smiled up at you, smacking your ass as you yelped, blushing.

"that's fuckin' right, baby.." he laughed, pulling you onto his lap.

let's just say that half of the boys in the club (Gareth, Jeff, and Kevin) were all just staring at you,, Mike, Lucas, and (especially) Dustin just losing their minds.

when the meeting ended, you waved at the group, eddie guiding you out of the school doors with his hand on the small of your back.

he could still hear the boys fighting: "she waved to me!" (that was Gareth), "noo, she waved to me, dickwad!" (Jeff), "boys, boys, let's face facts; she waved to me!" (Kevin)

eddie had to fight back a complacent grin the next day at lunch when everyone was just staring at him in amazement.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x bimbo!reader #mail 💌 #i love this idea so much #literally him n i #<3 #yeah <3 #stranger things #my writing sucked on this one a lil but thank u anon i love u

[buwheal]

Hey, Spamton!

Just wondering about something.... what's your relationship with the Addisons?

#He's specifically talking to these few anons btw lol #you guys are fine #[you've got mail!] #spamton #spamton g spamton #deltarune #deltarune chapter 2 #gif #ask22 #3/3 #last one today lol goodnight #thats SEVEN asks done today!!! and most are animated!!! eeyipes!!! #i was having fun though!! gotta love it when i get a good drawing streak on

[mrscarmenbearzatto]

mae girl! i’ve been living for your carmy stuff. k know you’re just getting back but i’ve been thinking about this idea for a while and i believe the last writer i shared with had gotten deactivated. this might be two ideas instead of one so feel free to do whatever you desire. idk why but would you be down to write some fluff and angst with maybe like married!carmy? maybe something where nat and pete legit ambush carmy and his wife to start talking again? but it like a lighthearted fluffy kinda way at the same time ? utilizing the scene carmy yells at syd as a base- i hate to use that scene as an example but it’s one that comes to mind when writing this atm. anyway, like the reader doesn’t work at the bear but’ll come in on her days off and mornings before her shift to help them open. and carm is already on edge about something going on in the resto and he yells at his wife out of overwhelming frustration. evidently, he’s mad at himself for it after he does it he apologized but she’s all like “no.” and she’s literally giving him the silent treatment. ofc her and nat are besties and loves her sil, so i totally see nat roping pete into getting carmy to come over whilst the reader is already on her way since they haven’t spoken in a while. both nat and pete are literally doing whatever they can to keep these two in separate spaces of the house because neither carm or his wife have any clue they’re there. maybe like y/n is inside with nat and pete meets carmy outside on arrival? the reader is walking towards to the door to out and nat’s still stalling like “so are things with you and my brother?” and the reader scoffs and nat’s just like “still not talking to him huh?” and while the reader grabs the handle slowly opening the door open she’s all like “look, sugar- you know i love your brother, but carmy sometimes can be a piece of shit” and then all you hear is carmy being like “oh, i’m a piece of shit- even after i apologized to you?” and i can just see carmy and the reader being like wth is going on here. idk but nat and pete will sillily have to do the most to get these two the civilly sit down inside of their house to even have anything of a talk. and then nat team tagging with pete to get to the bottom of things and then she lets it slip that y/n had mentioned that they were trying to get pregnant and camry’s just like “wait. what? and carmy already up and ready to talk to her alone. this man would be so loving the first time all like “y/nn can i talk to you in the kitchen for a second?” and then she’s tryna explain and carm out here using her FULL name “in the kitchen now.” just hearing how he’d say it makes me squirm and squeak 😂😩. and she’s just speeding over because she knows he means it when he pulls out the first name. and think with that he’s all just hurt that she told his sister and he hadn’t really said anything- since it was their thing they they were still figuring out. seriously feel free to do whatever you desire. just sharing the same idea i’ll dream about in a few moments. tysm in advance 😭.

- 🥣.

i'm so sorry this took me so long to write, my love! this has nothing to do with you i just got a bit concerned and got lost so many times lmfao, im just dumb like that

ʚɞ

naturally, carmen wants to try to keep his anger away from you. you’re his love, his angel, his everything. the idea that he blew up at you makes him wanna cry but you won’t talk to him, you refuse to in fact until you process what he said.

“why the fuck are you here?! i don’t need you messing shit up and crowding me!” he yelled at you. the memory fresh in your mind. it should be since it’s the only thing you’ve thought about for the past few days.

nat and pete, in their own ways, notice this and take charge. pete thinks you two can handle it but nat chimes in with the, “i know my brother. he can’t handle shit. If this is left up to him to resolve, nothing will happen. i love him but still.”

so they form their plan. pete invites carmy over to set up furniture, catch up, whatever and nat invites you over to talk about the baby and ask for your help with meal prepping. “so, have you and my brother talked about what happened at the restaraunt?” she asks.

you walk over to the couch, putting on your jacket and scarf. you let out a scoff as your answer. “taking that as a no.” nat answers. you put your hand on the doorknob, your back to the front lawn where carmen and pete, unknowing to you, stand.

"look, you know I love Carmen. and you know i want-" you sigh. "i want a family with him, Nat. i want a child, or children, with the guy. but your brother can be a real piece of shit sometimes." You open the door fully at that point, where carmen's now staring at you.

"i'm a piece of shit, after i apologized to you?" carmen asks. you stare at him before looking at pete, then at natalie whose got a guilty smile on her face. "okay. what the hell is this?" You question.

"oh! carmy, hi! i had no idea you were gonna be here. come on in, we'll all have some coffee and we can talk about what's happening." natalie says as she pulls you inside, motioning for carmen to come inside.

he reluctantly agrees, stepping inside as he sits at the dining room table. you stand in the kitchen, far enough away from them.

i think once nat reveals that you told her you want kids his reaction changes. maybe you two talked about it or maybe he doesnt know but either way, he wants to talk to you. that changes things in his mind. because you still want kids with him.

while you and carm work out your own issues, of course nat and pete take credit for it, even though you and carmy are both mad at her. also the idea of carmen using your full name as a way to call you stop oh my gosh

#maeberzatto #mae writes! #mae writes: the bear #mae has mail! 💌 #mae's anons! #bowl anon #carmen berzatto imagine #carmen berzatto fluff #carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #the bear fx #the bear hulu #carmen berzatto fanfiction #mae answers your asks! #mae answers: carmen and reader making up</3

[itoshi-s]

I think you know enough hq characters at this point so, who do you think in haikyuu would fuck their step-sis and why is it tsukishima (also ushijima but hes more lowkey)?? - 💔

🥲 if u were to crack my silly little head open and take a look inside. this would be the only thing u see. just pure hell pure chaos nothin else. NONNIE.. do u really want me dead :(

cw stepcest, dubcon, timeskip tsukki n ushi

sob sniffle sister fucker tsukishima. i am literally going to lose my mind thinking about him. he’s so mean, shrugs all your tears and whining off whenever the sibling banter pushes a few too many buttons. it’s just how he is and you’ve grown used to it — his snarky comments and how he could spark all sorts of deepest insecurities w just a few teasing, light hearted comments. but kei nii doesn’t rly mean that, and you know it. it’s just how he is, with the kindest heart buried somewhere deep under the cocky demeanor — that’s what you think, until you come home from uni for holiday break and go out one night.

you take a few shots too many, those airhead friends of yours that kei never really liked busying themselves w some random guys, and you end up calling him to pick you up. there’s some creep at the club that just doesn’t let up, you’re a little scared, and your phone is almost dead. he’s the only person you really know that’d actually pick up at this late hour and come get you — he’s your brother after all. and yet, you regret ever calling him in the first place as soon as you get in the car, listen to him calling you even dumber than he’d thought of you, jaw slack and eyes firm yet tired behind his glasses as he drives. you hold back tears on the way home, and for the very first time in your life, you feel like kei nii might actually hate you :( and that he meant every single jab he’s gave you throughout all these years. he tugs you inside the house, unaware of your silence, and grumbles something about u being lucky that mums not home to see you this fucked up. you sit at the edge of your bed, shaky fingers struggling to undo the straps of your heels, and kei lets out an exasperated sigh as he crouches down in front of you. he slaps your hands away, works on unclasping the straps and tells you you’re hopeless. you’re just so annoying with how reckless you’re being, he’s got practice tomorrow morning and yet its 3 am and he has to deal with you — careless as always. he sets your shoes aside and is about to get up and leave when he hears the choked little sound. a tear or two falls on his hand and he looks up — breath hitching in his throat upon his step sister crying. he’s seen it so many times before, being the very cause for your tears more often than not, and yet this time, he’s confused. you wipe at your eyes, a poor attempt to hide the heartbreak, and swallow back little muffled cries. you tell him you’re sorry, that you never wanted him to hate you. you’re sorry that you’re annoying, sorry that you’re being a bother as always. kei watches in sheer astonishment as your bottom lip wobbles, still glimmering with your gloss. just don’t hate me, nii chan. he almost feels bad, for the first time in forever, as you sit there in your tiny black dress, with those pretty long falsies on, and cry your heart out — for him. its the exhaustion, he thinks, it has to be as he reaches a hand up and rests it on the back of your neck. he calls you silly, wipes a thumb below your eyes and furrows his brows a bit — he could never hate you, why’d you even think that? you really are a dumb thing. he’s just tired and not thinking straight, kei’s sure, as he leans up to press his lips to yours and taste you. your tongue is heavy with intoxication and shock, and he makes out the faint vanilla of your lip gloss and remnants of liquor as he kisses you, languid and sloppy, something to slow down the haywire in your mind. he could never hate you, he repeats, easing you down on the bed and hiking your dress over your hips — groaning when you give him the prettiest wide eyes, glossy with tears still but oh, so hopeful. kei nii is a good brother, despite his sharp tongue and teasing nature — and makes sure you never, ever doubt his love for you again :(

ushijima though,, he’s a whole another story you’re so right. i’m p sure he doesn’t even give you any remotely dirty thought — anything that would be immoral considering your relation. you’re his little step sister, and there’s nothing more to it. sure, he’s never been too close with you — always solely focused on his career — but he does appreciate you. you’re nice, sweet and caring with the way you always pick him up from the airport or fly over to some of his games. (you always cheer for him the loudest, and grin wide as you tell the couple sittin next to you that the ushiwaka is your older brother.) you always welcome him with the warmest hug, standing on your tiptoes to wrap your arms around his neck, and laugh as he squeezes you — welcome back, nii chan, i missed you lots. he’s no fool and sees how you’ve grown into a beautiful young woman, too. he’s aware of all the looks you get when you two walk down the street and how it’s hard to keep count of all the boyfriends you’ve mentioned before. for some reason, none of them lasted, though, and yet you’d always brush it off and give him a small smile when he asked if you were okay. wakatoshi doesn’t know a lot about girls in the first place, but you’re a whole another enigma. like i said, i think he wouldn’t even dare think of you in any other way than purely platonic — and so, you render his entire giant frame putty when you first crawl into his lap with that pretty little glint in your eyes. barely a minute earlier you were just scrolling down your phone, w your legs in his lap as he goes through his calendar — next thing he knows, his little step sister is grinding down on him, breath minty on his lips as you moan. large palms rest on your hips and it takes all your willpower to stand your ground, considering he wouldn’t even have to put any work into pushing you off. he fixes you a confused look, eyebrows knit together and voice low when he asks what are you doing, why are you— you cup his handsome face in your hands, a manicured thumb pressing to his lips and it shuts him up ridiculously quick n effectively. s’alright, nii chan, it’s nothin’. you need him bad, you tell him, and prove your point by the sinful roll of your hips against his hardening cock. you see he wishes he could deny you, that he could tell you that it’s wrong and fucked up and that you can’t be doing this — cause you’re siblings, blood bound or not — but his silence gives him away. always so blunt and straightforward, your nii san now sits completely quiet, and you know that the cogs in his mind must be struggling, but if he had any second thoughts abt all of this — he would’ve already told you. but he doesn’t tell you anything, doesn’t speak at all before he exhales and pulls you flush against him, lips finding yours with way too much ease. toshi nii doesn’t have to speak at all — his actions do it for him, as he has you all spread out n making the prettiest noises for hours on end that day </3

#✧.* ✉ zari’s mail: 💔 anon #nghhhh THIS HAS ME SLOWLY GOIN INSANE SHSJJSXHXJSI #kei especially </3 he’s got me all choked up i love love looooove him he’s so mean #ushi bein all ffed up in this head of his he’s so cute. i wanna bite him #but in all honestly some of the others i’d think would ABSOLUTELY dick down their stepsis are #kags.. 10000% you cant tell me otherwise #AND last but def not least the one and only oikawa tooru. NGHHHHDHDHDH #everyone always bein head over heels for him but they don’t know he only has eyes for his lil sis </3 najdhakshsksksjsj STOOOOP #he’s so deranged . this clicked in my mind sooooooo quick u get me ??? she’s always there to give him all the praise he needs #there’s no one else that matters for her. only tooru nii #always </3 and he goes completely n utterly dumb on the ego trip #thx for comin to my ted talk. if anyone wants to elaborate feel free #now brb gonna go sob abt this #haikyuu smut #hq smut #tsukishima smut #ushijima smut #haikyuu x reader #ushijima x reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #★ ‧ ₊ after hours

[ushiwhacka]

No cuz I’m thinking about ushijima fingering his girl while he’s busy watching tv on the couch. Has the most straight face ever while rocking a boner. He doesn’t care, all he cares about is who scores the next point in the game.

-🔭

MDNI

he has you all sprawled out over his lap with your panties pulled down around your thighs. his other hand around your waist, keeping you from squirming. and he's being so, so, so mean. pushing his fingers in and out of you so slowly, your pussy squelching and dripping around them. every time the game gets tense he stops moving, ignores the way your walls squeeze around him. and you beg him so sweetly to "please, p-please don't stop" trying to fuck yourself on his hand but he just shushes you. oh and he doesn't let you cum. you think he's not paying attention, but the moment he feels your little pussy flutter he pulls out, leaves you empty and aching and frustrated. tells you there's only 2 sets left, he'll take care of you after.

#bestie u fried my brain with this!!!!! #LIKE!!!!! #i do like the thought of him surprising you by not indulging you every now and then #ushijima x reader #masterpiece: 🔭 anon <3 #💌 rika’s mail 💌

[yukisshittyposts]

sAw part 3- (amazing as always💕) but in my opinion I don’t think bakugou deserves forgIvness rlly… you leave reader and reader’s child by themselves and stuff and only come back cause you’re jealous that now someone else is getting attention or just feeling bad???? Too late reader child def has every right to ignore bakugou and keep it that way MAYBE IM JUST IN AN ANGSTY MOOD BUT YEAh maybe you can do another version where reader child decides to not give bakugou a second chance??? Thank you!💕💕

NOTE: Y'all have been asking for it so here ya go! This is an alternative ending to Part 3! Enjoy <3

"I just..." She starts to say brokenly, blinking the tears away and avoiding eye contact. "I don't think i can ever forgive you for leaving." Fuck. Fuck, fuck fu–

Bakugou feels a great pang grip his heart and he forces himself to nod, misery written all over his face.

"I was doing so well with Ma and Sho..." she murmurs, wrapping her arms around her body in an attempt to hide herself from him. "So well..."

"Honey–"

"You don't have the right to leave and then come back like nothing happened!" She interrupts him with a heated glare. "What? Did you really expect me to forgive you?! After what you did to me and Ma?"

"I can't..." she whispers, "I... i just can't do that." Bakugou doesn't have it in him to argue. Not anymore, at least. He's smart enough to know that he would be in the wrong if he did. She has every right to reject him. He fucked up so now he has to pay the price.

"I understand" he murmurs, his face crumpled like a used tissue.

"I'm sorry–"

"No!" He suddenly interrupts her. "Don't apologise. It's my fault. I shouldn't have expected you to just agree and let it go. I'm sorry, it wasn't right of me. And i'm sorry for pressuring you so much about it."

"Let me take you home at least?" Bakugou asks, playing nervously with his fingers. She looks at him for a moment.

"Okay."

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou imagines #bakugou drabble #bakugou angst #bnha bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou katsuki #bnha x reader #mha x reader #anon mail <3 #since yall wanted this #here ya go #i finally did it

[noctis-tempore]

Gives Mendacium all the kisses.

he does a little blep <3333

#moochie answers #anon mail <3

[inkykeiji]

DAZAI AKU AND READER DYNAMIC AGAIN 😧 not a request but i’m wondering how dazai would punish aku and if reader would be involved like forcing aku to watch as he touches them or only allowing aku to eat the come from readers 🐱 after he nuts in it. 🥱

anonnnn thank u so much for this i have SO much to say oh my gosh

tw: mentions of caning + physical assault, daddy kink, overstimulation, noncon, cuckholding kinda???, orgasm denial, dacryphilia, toxic relationships, cum eating, honestly Daddy dazai is just brutal. 

words: 1.1k

SO! the punishment that i had in mind at the end of that piece specifically was actually purely physical—it was caning! really fucking brutal caning that borders on physical assault. i’m not gonna talk about it much tho because HEHE between u and i, i am currently writing a lil piece that deals with like,,, the aftermath??? and the punishment itself is kinda gotten into in that oneshot so c: 

BUT I LOVE BOTH OF THESE IDEAS SOOOOO MUCH and i could totally see Daddy dazai definitely using either of these as punishment so let’s get into that because i have many Thoughts!!! 

okay first of all forcing akutagawa to eat reader out only after dazai has cum in her/you is so sick and sadistic i love it SO much oh my goddd especially since you know he’d be more than eager to do it, to please Daddy, to receive that precious praise dazai is so goddamn stingy with giving him. so he’d be so fucking enthusiastic as he sucks and slurps Daddy’s thick cream from your cunt, making a real mess of his face, cheeks and chin glistening oh-so-prettily with your and Daddy’s combined essence, tongue unfurling from his mouth to clumsily lick at his own stained skin, anywhere and everywhere he can possibly reach, slick muscle flexing as he stretches it as far as he can, desperate not to waste a single drop. 

and he’s holding your thighs open with such force that his fingertips are sinking into your flesh, nails carving deep crescents in their place, bruises blossoming beneath his grip, sowed deep in the tissues. your muscles ache from how unbelievably wide he’s stretched them, but he won’t let you close them, won’t even allow you a moment of rest at all, a man on a mission—your comfort doesn’t fucking matter, not when Daddy has a demand that needs to be fulfilled.

he eats you out until you’re fucking spotless, not a single ounce of Daddy’s cum anywhere, not even splattered on your inner thighs, because akutagawa, good boy that he is, sopped that up with his tongue, too. he’s almost obsessive with it, eating you until you cum again, until he’s sure your juices have flushed every last bit of Daddy from your body and into akutagawa’s tummy, safe and sound and where it should be. he’ll get in trouble for that, too, of course—you were never supposed to cum, he was never supposed to make that happen, and it’ll be his fault for allowing it, for procuring it, no matter how he tries to spin it. he knows better to argue with Daddy once Daddy’s made up his mind, but he just can’t seem to help it when it comes to situations involving you, whiny complaints spilling from his lips before his brain can even sift through them, voice stringy and thin as he cries about how it isn’t fair! and she should’ve stopped it herself! and it isn’t his fault she can’t control herself! 

at the end of it all, though, he’s proud of himself irregardless, proud of the stellar job he did eating you clean. and even though he scolds him callously, Daddy’s proud of him, too <3

ON THE OTHER HAND, i also really love the idea of Daddy dazai fucking reader over and over and over again and not only making akutagawa watch but also instructing akutagawa to not touch himself at all, in any way (and yes, this includes not shifting and twitching his hips up, rolling them into the air in tiny, pathetic little motions so the head of his cock grinds against the tight denim of his jeans). i love it, because it’s a double whammy in so many ways: in addition to the obvious, he also has to watch as his Daddy fucks the favourite, he has to watch as his Daddy plays with his toy, feeling left out and neglected and lonely. he has to watch as Daddy pushes his toy well past the point of pleasure and into a whole ton of pain, easily reminding akutagawa in that infuriatingly charming, slightly breathless voice that your pain is his fault (v touya-nii of him LMAO).

at first, he acts as if he doesn’t care, and he tells Daddy so, the words spit from his lips with such derision it sours his face, features screwed up tightly. it doesn’t matter to him, he says. he doesn’t give a fuck if she’s in pain, he swears. 

except by the third orgasm you’re sobbing out his name, dainty fingers grappling for him in cute little claws that scratch at the mattress in their haste and leave little divots in their wake, sheets ripping audibly, and ryuu! ryuu, ryuu, it hurts, make Daddy stop! 

but this, this pure emotional torment, is a part of his punishment, too, he realizes. 

because then Daddy’s shushing you, gentle and sweet and all of the things he never is with akutagawa, large palms cushioning your sweaty cheeks as he murmurs to you, voice silk and syrup. 

you can do it for Daddy, can’t you, sweetheart? you can cum one more for me, right? you want to be good for me, don’t you? 

and that hurts, too. watching Daddy be so fucking nice to you, watching daddy dole out praise to you the way he doles out punishment to akutagawa. it isn’t until dazai’s sure he’s fully broken akutagawa in every conceivable way that he finally stops, takes the shivering, snivelling man into his arms and onto his lap, akutagawa’s chest shuddering beneath the force of the sobs he keeps trying so desperately to shove down, long lashes scraggly and weighted with fat tears.

you did good, baby, he’s whispering as slim fingers pop the button of akutagawa’s jeans, hand wiggling beneath the material to pull his cock free a moment later. Daddy’s good baby boy, so precious, so fucking pathetic, aren’t you?

yes, yes, yes, he’s sobbing into dazai’s neck as Daddy strokes his aching cock, hard and fast right at the top, thumb grinding little circles into the slit. his words are nothing more than tangles of spit oozing all over Daddy’s skin as they leak, uncontrollably so, from his lips, but that’s alright, Daddy doesn’t mind the mess today, humming out condescending coos into inky strands as he encourages akutagawa to cum all over Daddy’s fist.

and, oh, he’s so fucking hopeless for his Daddy, cumming after a mere three pulls of his cock, thick and sticky and so much, it’s so much for such a skinny boy, almost embarrassingly, disgustingly so, don’t you think ryuu-kun? 

of course. of course it is; he’s disgusting and deplorable and so fucking desperate, but he did it; he’s Daddy’s good boy, and that’s all that matters <3 

#akutagawa smut #akutagawa x reader #dazai osamu x reader #dazai smut #throwing this in the tags because whY NOT #anon this was delicious and i have so much to saaaay wowowow #i'm already obsessed with this whole dynamic u can def expect to see more of them in the near future #it's so FUN #anyway hehe <3 #i hope ur doing well anon bb!! #please stay safe and don't forget to hydrate! #inky.bb #clari gets mail #inky.bsd

[savorypink]

ok mickey hear me out:

sweetener blurb where bling is recording a live doing a skincare routine/makeup and al is eating her out under the table/dressing table 😋

obviously whoever is watching will notice something's happening is because of her reactions and the constant glances she gives down there.

- 👻 (i've made countless requests before but i never identified myself, i don't know if it makes any difference now but whatever lol)

well now you have your own tag! :D

"okay! now that i've washed off my cleanser, i'm gonna apply...this."

you hold the container of eye cream up to your cell phone on the tripod as you wait for the camera to focus. once the screen unblurs, you read the product's label before opening the container, dipping a finger into the smooth cream, and gently patting the cream under your eyes.

"so, yeah, i just pat in there like so. it's super refreshing and honestly—ow!" you wince as your fingertips accidentally poke the inside of your eye, the painful sting quickly replaced with pleasure as alex licks another long stripe along your wet folds. you cover your mouth when your jaw falls slack, unconvincingly playing it off as a yawn.

you shoot a warning glance underneath your cluttered vanity, but alex isn't there to see it, given how far his head is buried between your plush thighs. you raise your head as your phone chimes, crimson and heat filling your cleansed face.

blingbrat: omg are you okay bling?

"yeah, i'm good! just a little tired. that's why we're doing a nighttime routine, right?" you chuckle nervously, your eyes and lust-shrouded brain unable to remember the next step of your routine. a trembling hand reaches for...what was it again? toner! yes, your toner.

you show it off to the camera timidly, your toes curling into the pink carpet under your feet as his wet mouth shrouds your clit, gently sucking and flicking his tongue over the sensitive nerve.

your heart rumbles through the satin of your nightgown as you glance downward one more, a hot stream of saliva and your slick staining the velvet cushion of the vanity chair. alex's hands run along the smooth skin of your legs as his mouth becomes more restless, his tongue swirling and twisting in frantic patterns both in and outside of your weeping cunt. you squeeze, perhaps too much toner, onto a cotton pad before swiping it across your flushed face. wait. aren't you supposed to be giving instructions or something?

"u-uh, yeah," your voice trembles as you begin. "t-this is a...great toner. it really gets the oil out of my—oh." your eyes blissfully shut as two fingers glide into your sticky walls, pumping in and out of you at a hurried pace, all while his tongue flicks wildly at your clit.

the wet, squelching noises emitting from under the vanity get louder as his fingers move quicker, and you really can't give in, but your body wants to. you spread your legs and drop the cotton pad, quickly moving on to the next step.

johnniedoe: Where's Al? x

"he's under...under the blankets! h-he's asleep!" you smack him atop the head with a pack of makeup wipes when you hear him chuckle.

you pick up the serum bottle, repeat the same song, and dance, but move more clumsily than last time. biting your lip, you quickly apply the serum to your face in soothing circles akin to your boyfriend's tongue motions. his fingers curl inside of you as they plunge into your cunt, his fingertips beginning to brush on a particular spongey area, making your face twist in bliss.

you quickly shift your blissed expression to nervous content, watching as the comments become flooded with question marks and confused emojis. perhaps skipping to the final step of your routine is for the best.

"finally, i put on my moisturizer..." you scan the vanity for your night cream, biting hard on your lip as his fingers deliciously brush against your g-spot. miraculously, you open the lid with a straight face, ignoring the familiar tightness building in your core.

pinksavory: waaait! tell us about the serum!

internally, you roll your eyes.

"the serum? it's strawberry-scented, so you know i love it," you giggle. your eyes quickly move to alex underneath you, and you're annoyed that you can't kick the grin off his handsome face. his wet lips kiss tenderly along your inner thighs before leaving a lingering kiss on your clit.

his large eyes look up at you as he mouths: "are you close?" he knows the answer, but you nod anyway, rocking your hips against his fingers.

while your hips swish back and forth, you apply your night cream. the tension in your lower half becomes more intense as you swipe the cream across your face, your hands even stopping so you can focus on your forthcoming bliss. when your phone chimes again, you resume rubbing in the cream, heat rushing to your ears. you study both sides of your face in the mirror for any excess product.

you remember you didn't read the label to your audience, but with the unraveling of the tightness in your core, it'd be in your best interest not to dwell on it. just post a link or something.

"and... that covers it! that's my routine. i’ll post a story with everything i used. mmm, hold on just one second, guys."

unbeknownst to you, your shaky finger misses the pause button in the corner of the screen by a mere inch as your hands quickly move to take hefty fistfuls of alex's hair. you moan as if you've been holding your breath, your tight walls preparing to close around his fingers.

"fuck, alex."

castingcouch2: IS HE UNDER THE TABLE????

blingsb1tchh: ijbol she forgot to pause it 😭😭

you flutter around his fingers with a hearty moan, the buzzing and chiming of your phone practically muted as your cry fills the bedroom. your thighs jolt as alex removes his fingers to soothingly massage your trembling thighs, mumbling praises against your skin. when your cloudy eyes meet your phone again, you notice the comment thread moving faster than when you did your skincare. like, a lot faster.

your phone's mirrored image of your confused expression puts together the puzzle as you embarrassingly hide your face in your clammy hands.

johnniedoe: I KNEW IT

sweetesttreatt: y’all can never save it for the stream i SWEAR

blingbrat: at least ur skin is glowing

#mickey mail #swtnr: blurbs #👻 #this one goes out to my social media/pinterest anons #i put those usernames to good use <3

[osameowdazai]

sigma hcs???

This took me like all day to answer my bad

(Somehow this basically turned into ADA!Sigma cause that's been on my mind a lot lately. So sorry)

Transmasc <3 uses he/they pronouns

He doesn't actually know how to cook or bake, but if they had the time they would learn how to

Follow up on that, after he joins the ADA (and he will shhh) he does finally learn how to. At first they have a few batches of burned cookies, but eventually get it right.

Brings into the office the things he makes.

Ranpo and him become close over cookies

He's a fast learner, very dedicated. Takes his new job very seriously

They sometimes start to panic when things aren't going perfectly - like what if his new coworkers figure out he's not suitable for this type of thing? (He is, don't worry)

Kenji is good at cheering him up.

They learn some grounding exercises - like the 'name 3 things you can see, 3 things you can touch, etc' - to help with the anxiety

Their first case they're so nervous, but he's with Atsushi who is very reassuring. Would protect him if anything got violent.

Turns out he is actually capable of protecting himself, though. They're also capable of protecting their new coworkers, too.

The ADA dorms are nothing like the rooms he was staying in in the Sky Casino, okay? But, it's an actual home. Somewhere he belongs. (Also, still better than what he had before the Sky Casino)

So, they might not get their cute house they dreamed about before, but they've got so much than they could've ever hoped for

His wardrobe suffers under the ADA paycheck. I like to imagine, though, that at the very beginning he gets clothes from the others. It's such a sweet thing that he doesn't mind so much that he no longer has access to his expensive Casino clothes

Sometimes still misses the Sky Casino, but then Dazai pats his shoulder, tells him that one of the others was talking about him earlier and you know what? Things are actually really good here.

That's all I've got rn. Hopefully it isn't awful omg

#bsd #mail ⭐️ #anon 🌙 #sigma #not sure why you asked me for hcs but they were fun to come up with <3 #sorry again that it became ada!sigma #i just want him to be happy #sol's writing #????? #who knows if that tag will be used again but #sigma headcanons #bsd sigma #bungo stray dogs

[kisses4kaia]

omg i love ur writing sm<33 since there’s quite a few fics where charlie is a sub i was wondering if you could write some smut where he’s in control instead? also thank u for doing god’s work and writing abt charlie since there’s such a shortage in fics abt him :,)

omg thank you for the kind words and yes !! yk it’s hard work , carrying the entire charlie walker uprising on this app on my back😔 JK I LOVE IT AND YOU GUYS !! fem! reader , nsfw , pet names , etc , etc .

princess🎠- c, walker ,,

as you lie on your back, naked, tied up, on your bed, you begin to wonder how you even got yourself into this position.

well, it started as an innocent takeout dinner on the couch with your boyfriend. you settled on your favorite movie of all time '10 things i hate about you', and well, charlie hated it.

"see, heath ledger's great and all but, it's totally confusing," he claimed. you snorted at this. "oh yeah? how so?"

"i mean, joey, the popular guy, wants to take out bianca, the popular girl. however, bianca's dad won't let her date unless her freak sister, kat, does. and so popular guy joey goes and pays delinquent guy patrick to take out freak sister kat so he can take popular girl bianca out?"

and he's not done.

"plus, patrick serenades kat to what, gain her trust? i just don't get it," he spoke at the iconic scene.

"no, dummy. obviously, you haven't been paying attention. he serenades kat to apologize to her," you said. "i didn't hear the words 'i'm sorry' anywhere in those lyrics," he said, matter of factly.

"okay, party pooper. you win," you rolled your eyes in retort. "i'm sorry, i know you love this movie," he apologized.

you laughed. "no biggie. and plus, i still owe you something for making you watch this absolute masterpiece of a film, so? what's it gonna be?" you looked up at him expectantly.

he seemed to think for a second before his eyes darkened. oh, he had something absolutely wicked in mind and you knew it.

"i want... to be on top, in the bedroom, tonight," he admitted, looking down and playing with his hands as if he was scared you were going to say no.

you smiled. "that's what you want? even wanna tie me up and everything?" you said, your smile evident in your tone. he looked up and nodded.

"well, lead the way, sir." the name made his stomach flip and his dick twitch. he had never jumped off of the couch so fast.

you followed him into the bedroom and his lips immediately found yours. his hands roamed your body and grabbed everywhere. your breathing became heavier and suddenly it seemed like you just couldn't get close enough to him.

he broke the kiss to speak. "take off your clothes and lay down on the bed," his breath was still in the air.

"yes, sir." you grinned widely at him as you obeyed his instructions. you were slow and teasing in your movements.

he tolerated it once you finally finished and laid your back on the soft mattress.

his eyes wandered over your body seemingly a million times. his gaze pierced through your skin and made you slightly self-conscious.

he removed his belt first, walking up to you and taking your wrists in his hands. "is this okay?" he asked softly before you nodded. "words, baby," he spoke again.

"yes." you verified. "yes, what?" he continued. "yes, sir." you corrected yourself.

"good girl."

he used the belt to restrain your hands onto the headboard.

the clothes that once hugged his body were gone quickly as he hovered over you, pressing a sweet, passionate kiss to your lips. he kissed down your neck, leaving a few wet spots in their wake.

his lips soon found the sweet spot on your collarbone he had grown to know oh so well. the sweet sounds that pulled from your vocal cords hardened his cock impossibly so.

"oh my god, char," you breathed out as one of his large hands found your breast. he twisted and pulled at the sensitive peak, loving the squirm of your body beneath him.

you felt so hot, like you couldn't get enough air in your lungs when charlie began kissing down your body, stopping at where you needed him the most.

his middle finger dragged down your torso to your slit, running it up and down, teasing your entrance multiple times. you tugged on the restraints.

"please," you quietly whined. "hm? what was that, princess?" you moaned at the name. "fuck, please, charlie." you begged, lifting your head off of the pillow slightly to lock eyes with him.

"since you asked so nicely," he said before pushing the digit inside of you.

little choked whines and whimpers escaped your lips as he curled the finger and pumped it in and out of you. "so good, please don't stop," you moaned as your eyes shut in ecstasy.

he continued his work on you until your moans increased more and more in volume. "fuck, i'm almost there!" you almost shouted before he sped up his abuse on your cunt.

he was unrelenting in his need to make you cum. he even added his thumb, circling it around your clit. you threw your head back onto the pillow behind you as your mouth fell open in pleasure.

your orgasm approached faster than you'd expected. "go ahead, doll. cum for me," he permitted. it took nothing else to make you unravel. he spoke you through it.

"shh, you're doing so well for me. my good, good, girl."

he goes to remove the belt from your wrists, and you actually begin to think the nights through. you try to sit up before he pushes right back down.

"oh, sweetheart. you thought tonight was over? we've only just begun, pretty girl."

tags; @themostintellectualblonde @dreamtofus @wannabe-indie-sleaze @insanelycrazyanddelusional

#nonnieees💗 #kai's got mail <3📑 #charlie walker #rory culkin #charlie walker smut #sorry if this has mistakes im finishing this at 5 am i havent slept #scream #scream 4 #🧸 anon #kaiaaa where the hell you been loca ??? (i disappeared for like a week so sorry I've just been flooded with uni) #charlie walker fanfic #kaia writes charlie