James Sunderland's left nut.

21. MDNI. She/Her. buniix, frick frack my mind's on crack

[auraticmaniac]

Hey... Would you rather?

Get your hair pulled by Nanami as he takes you from the back.

Become (Canon Misogynistic) Dabi's little house wife?

Daddy's Home - You're Gojo's wife and he wants you to get pregnant

Some "fluff" with Peasant! Midoriya and how will he treat you?

Voting ended onApr 7, 2024

[auraticmaniac]

-𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙷𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢-

Hawks thirst.

imagine Keigo taking advantage of your drunken state during new years eve and pulling you inside someone’s room (potentially Touya’s) as the sound of people cheering from the distance couldn’t hear your screams.

TW: Non-Con, Hawks taking advantage of drunk reader, and slight delusional thinking

“Happy new year, baby~” His cock stuffed deep inside your tight hole, the tip breaching your cervix as he continues to effortlessly pound into your wet pussy. His wings fluttering in excitement, “This is the perfect day to knock you up, get this tum-tum all filled up with my chicks.” You couldn’t even give him a proper reply; your repeated hits doesn’t make him flinch, it’s adorable~

“How bout’ I cum once the count down is finished? Isn’t that romantic? Aren’t I a generous man, I’m giving you the advantage of not getting pregnant this year.” He chuckled, his hand fondling your right breast in which you desperately try to pull away but failed.

"Mmmhmm, good idea?" His dark piercing eyes stares down at your pitiful form; expecting a reply. Sadly, you could only speak incoherent words, you're too drunk and fucked out to even form a proper conversation. Keigo didn't need to understand what you were saying, he knew you never wanted this and he knew that this was wrong, oh so very wrong. But fuck, he couldn't tap out even if he wanted to, not with your pussy clenching so tightly on his fat cock. "I'll take that as a yes." Calloused hands moved down to your plump hips, grabbing both your sides to keep your body from falling and to move you however he pleased.

"Ten..." He thrusts up, making your belly bulge; a low chuckle escapes from the man as he feels you squirm in discomfort, "Mmmm, fuck. Keep moving for me, sweetie~" He chirped, his rough hands bruising both of your sides. "Nine." He pulls out making a wet popping noise, you tried to make a run for it but his bruising grip wouldn't let you go. "Sweetie, the more you try to run away from me," He forcefully pulls you back, "the rougher I get." He positions his cock right at your entrance and slides it back in without any effort, "Ahhh now, where were we? Eight was it?" You shook your head repeatedly, tears falling down on your face as you try to pull away from his cock that's perfectly snugged into your inside.

"Six, fuck baby you're squeezing me."

"Five, gods you're such a dirty slut."

"Four, ahahaha, no no no noooo." He tightens his strong grip to keep you from moving, "I know you're about to bust babycakes and I'm not going to let you walk out unsatisfied."

Stop, hammer time.

Holy fuck, THIS SHIT WAS IN MY DRAFTS SKSKSKSKSK

[auraticmaniac]

Let's pause for a second and think about getting railed on top of a dumpster by big bad Shiggy because we're absolute ✿❀trash❀✿ but he still wuvs us

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

EE.VE

[auraticmaniac]

obsessed!Austria x fem!reader

Synopsis; Born from a noble family you were forced to partake in piano lessons your parents deemed perfect for you and a way to boast your talents to the other nobles. They hired a piano tutor named Roderich; a famous pianist, who starts to fall in love with you in every session. He kept his infatuation a secret but then the more he spends time with you the more his demons come to show.

TW; Non con, dub con I guess? Delusional yandere, forceful needy boy.

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“What are you doing? I said press D-minor not A... How many times have I told you that D..” He pressed his fingers at the right keys, “is here.” You’re never really a fan of this lesson; your rich parents just wanted to make you do things that won’t tarnish their reputation. Afterall, having a talented daughter is better than nothing—they only want the best for you. “Sorry.”

“Sorry?” He looked at you, his glasses sliding off of his nose which he pushed it back into place with his gloved pointer-finger. “Apologizing won’t help your lack of passion Ms. L/N.” Your tutor spoke sternly; he’s annoyed at the fact that he’s teaching a person that does not take piano lessons seriously.

“Can we end this now, I’m tired.” You faked a yawn trying to convince him—but he never seemed to care. “We’ve just started 15 minutes ago. We’re not going to finish unless you intend on learning something,” you grit your teeth in pure annoyance, “I doubt you make any progress.” He watched you fiddle with your thumbs which made him roll his eyes; he then grabs your frail hands and gently placed them on top of the piano keys.

Despite him wearing gloves, you can still feel the warmth radiating within them. As he was about to speak once again; mouth parting slighty, he quickly closed them and pondered. “This won’t do,” Roderich mumbled, pulling his hands away from your small ones—“sit on my lap.” Wait, is he serious? You gave him a questioning look your bright eyes taking in his features, his expression didn’t change. “You’re..” You gulped down the forming lump in your throat, “you’re joking right?” You finished, hands never leaving the keys out of fear; you can feel your heart thumping rapidly from the mere orders of your tutor.

“No, I’m not,” the air between you and him is starting to drop, your breath hitched eyes never leaving his, “come now, die Frau.” He pats his thigh indicating her to sit on it. You shook your head vigorously whilst punctuating the word “no’s” over and over again. You quickly stood up from your seat and excused yourself walking away from this man is a better option—you then felt his hands shot up, grabbing your forearm you can see his eyes glaring right at you through his glasses, “Let me make myself clear, liebe. You don’t have much of a choice.”

Sounds of music can be heard accompanied by whimpers and sobs, you’re sitting on his lap; his hands rest atop of your fragile ones as he guide you through the keys you need to memorize. “Hah, that’s it... Th—There.” You can feel his hot breath fanning all over your right ear down to your neck. “I..” He shudders, he can feel your pussy clenching around his cock as he slowly ruts into you, “I’ve always admired you, Y/N.” He took off his glasses while saying that and placed it on top of the piano—you can feel droplets of sweat dripping down your shoulders; he’s clearly enjoying this.

“Please... I..” You can feel him push deeper, past your cervix making you yelp in pain, he hums in pure bliss, moving his hands away from yours guiding his way down your midsection; grabbing ahold of your waist. “You were always so beautiful and yet so stubborn, people like you drive me crazy.” He lifts you up like you’re nothing, “but I love that, I get to ruin a bitch.” The tip of his wet cock prodding your entrance had you crying out for him to stop, but they were only left as music to his ears.

Your nimble fingers left the keys minutes ago, now prying his grip on your waist, his strength overshadows your petite form. “No, Roderich, please! Please stop, I... I won’t tell anyone about this and I’ll pay attention! I’ll be a good student, Just please.. Don’t do this!” Freshly new tears trail down your cheeks, your head turns to look at him; looking for a hint of empathy or something that will make him stop.

Although, there is no such thing as pity inside an obsessed man’s heart, he held you tightly this time. His other hand wiping away your tears hushing you in the process, “I would never hurt you.” He spoke whilst kissing your neck, “I know you’ll be good..” He pushed you back down to his size, he catches his breath, feeling your warmth wrapped against his dick still surprisingly tight has him humping you like an animal, “for me..” He moaned.

Your hands shooting back on the keys; trying to compose yourself from his harsh pounding. You’re too preoccupied to notice the garbled sounds you’re making from the piano, “Hah.. If you’re going to play a tune then I suggest you play the one I taught you with.” His thrusts got rougher the moment he said that, his nails digging deeper into your waist in every harsh thrust. His hot precum slides down your beaten pussy, you shook your head; pulling your shaking fingers away from the keys and used them to cover your face. A few hiccups and an involuntary moan seeps out from you lips, you bit your lip hard to keep in the sounds he so desperately wants.

You felt the pressure on your bruised waist disappear as he falters from his abusive thrusts; cock still cuddled up inside your warmth. You thought it was over as you sigh in relief. But then his fingers grabbed your wrists as he pushes your upper body onto the piano, “Ah, ah, ahh, we’ll have none of that. If you don’t want to play then I’ll make you sing for me.” He proceeds to thrust into you, the fabric of his pants grazing your exposed thighs. Your face-flat on the music rack; his music sheet scattered everywhere as you let out silent cries. Your reaction didn’t satiate the male’s hunger, his other hand slides down to pinch and pull on your throbbing bud whilst he leans into your ear and gave it a tentative lick. A moan escapes from the confines of your throat, the feeling is unbearable as more and more of your pleasured cries slip out. “Keep moaning, yes! It’s music to my ears.” He groans out in pure bliss. His hips stuttering; indicating that he’s already at his limit.

You felt a growing pressure inside of you, “Ah, m’close.. I’m going to p—“ “cum? Go ahead, I’ll cum with you.” He grunts as he continues to reach his high; the sounds of skin slapping skin echoes throughout the room accompanied by passionate moans. Drool seeps out from your quivering lips, you felt yourself coming undone. His hand grab a fistful of your hair and moved your head to the side to kiss you. You felt him stop for a split second, a groan escapes from him; his hot liquid painting your insides as he moved his hips to fully ride out his orgasm. Roderich reluctantly pulls out, his dick now soft as a bit of cum falls from the slit of his cock. He lets out a satisfied huff as he fixes himself up, picking up his glasses; he fished out his handkerchief to rub the dirt on his lenses. He then puts it on; making it lay on the bridge of his nose. An amused grin forms on his devilishly handsome face; he pets your head as he gives you praises on how you were being a good girl for him even though you never wanted it, he then gave you one last peck before moving away from you.

“Now, where were we?”

[auraticmaniac]

i have a lot of unfinished thots-

Famine. {Hawks x fem!reader}—Will definitely come out somewhere on December... In the meantime have some fucked-up ✨imaginations✨

-🧸Childhood dreams.🧸-

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Pretty much, you and Tenko are childhood friends. Then he falls for you, yadda yadda—blah blah blah, innocent crush turning into pure obsession... He tries to win you over but fails miserably and since he’s delusional, he believes you love him more than your partner...

*sighs dreamily* I do love bad endings.

||Shimura Tenko x gn!reader||

tw. death threats, asphyxiation, manipulation. Damnit Tenko! Why can’t you be a normal person? Fucked up.

You and Tenko have been close for as long as you can remember, not once have you guys fell apart. But, something seems off—for the past few days you’ve been seeing him everywhere; he doesn’t seem to disappear in your sights not even once. To the eyes of anyone both of you look exactly like a couple, to you, it’s the opposite... He’s been clinging onto you like a tick that digs through the layers of your skin; trying to burrow itself into you physically and mentally. You can’t even formulate the words you wanted to tell him because of his pitiful remarks—

“I.. I see.. You don’t want to hang out with me anymore because I’m weird and a lot of people think I’m weird... So.. I understand.” He’s making you feel guilty, you can tell by the way he quietly sniffles and that unnerving smile hiding behind his palm as he tries to hold in his cries and yet, why aren’t you turning your back on him? You should leave him alone—it seems as if your body is forcing you to stay and comfort him, like the good best friend that you are.

Maybe it’s because you’ve grown used to this toxic friendship he’s been building up through the years... you can feel his tears dripping down your shirt making it damp—it feels so much like acid; his crocodile tears burns right through your clothes, for fuck’s sake please let this stop the anger bubbling up inside you seems to be clogged and pushed down in the pit of your stomach, some part of your mind convinces you to give him a chance and rebuild this friendship, oh, how badly you wanted to laugh.

“Y/N?” Hearing your name in his voice made you gag and sneer in disgust—“yes?” he held you tighter; you wanted to pull away before he unintentionally breaks your bones. “Do you love me?” Well in this case you truly don’t, in the past yes; you were an absolute naive bitch at that time but now, you don’t. “Yes I do...” You gave him an awkward pat on the back and a light kiss on the cheek, are you really under his control? Or without him, you have no one else to talk to? “Why would you ask such an obvious question?”

“If you love me so much why are you dating Dabi over me?” He’s holding you so tightly now and you’re running out of breath to even speak, “Tenko..Gah! You‘re, f—fuck! Hurting me!” You tried to push him away but fuck! Why is he so strong?

“Am I? Oh, I’m sorry baby~” He lets go of you making you drop on your knees and hug your torso as you wheeze. Your shaking hands held onto his leg, you looked at him in pure pain and hatred, “I’ve put up with you for years you little bitch and this is how you treat me?” He grimaced at your pathetic state—oh, now he’s acting up? It should be you, it’s you that felt the worst shit in your entire life because of him.

“Oh, go die in a fire...” before you knew it, he wrapped his hands around your fragile neck.

You gasped and tried to pry his hands away, he’s crushing your windpipe and it’s starting to make you feel hazy. “I can fucking kill you right now and you won’t be tormenting me anymore...” His face contorts into pure malice, he’s laughing; he’s laughing at your weak attempt on pushing his hands away.

“I’m, hah... S-sorry..Gah.” You couldn’t help it..Tears started flowing down your face, you still held onto his forearm. He stopped smiling once you’re looking at him in tears; he didn’t stop on crushing your throat though.

This is how it ends? You thought, I’m gonna die in the hands of my childhood friend. But Tenko is having none of that, he’s not going to kill you. Not yet.

You felt his hands loosen, “I don’t feel like killing you... I can’t do that because I still love you~!” He suddenly switches from a murderer to a delusional lover. You looked at him, eyes wide while you catch your breath that he took moments ago. “W-what?”

He giggles at your confusion, “Oh~ Baby! I’m not going to kill you~! I know why you’re being like this~!” He cooed and kissed your nose, of course, he’s a fuckin’ sicko!

“You just wanted to make me jealous and kill that bastard in front of you~! Oh, you~” He squished your cheeks treating you like a child who’s starved for attention. You’re too weak to even fight back or run away from him, “you’re fucked up—“ you felt a sharp sting on your cheek, Tenko slapped you.

He’s fuming with anger; he didn’t like that. “You made me this way, I’m crazy for you!” Anger switched into laughter, he’s a bundled mess. You don’t care for him anymore, the only thing you’re caring about is yourself in this situation—but you already know how this ends, he’ll take you away, chain you up like an animal in his basement, spread the news that you’re dead so people won’t come and look for you...Oh! And kill your cheating burnt bitch.

🐻——————T H E E N D——————🐻

[auraticmaniac]

-CRUST- Content

✨ imagination ✨

Okay hear me out, what if... creepy otaku Shigaraki is into this 2D anime character which is you, you’re this character from an anime that he’s currently watching and since he sees you as waifu material, he has posters, figurines and doujinshi’s of you... He prayed to the gods of anime to bring you into this world and for some miracle, it fuckin’ worked!

The things he’ll do to you...

TW!!! Non-con, explicit, salivating crusty boi, creepy as fuck, Shigaraki’s (18) Y/N’s (24).

||Shigaraki Tomura||

||Quirkless AU||

He watched you through his computer screen his mouth salivating at the sight you’ve generously showed him in HD, the way you fold both of your arms making your breast pop out; your nipples slightly evident from the white blouse you happily wore made his cock throb... Damn, you’re just too perfect, a perfect wife to shove his dick down your throat and face fuck you then and there, he’s definitely panting hard just thinking about you and him fucking like bunnies.

His perfectly calculated red eyes took in your figure; basically eye-fucking you. Shigaraki knew you were just a piece of art, made from the mind and pen of a famous mangaka... But nevertheless, he still continues to preach to whoever the fuck’s up there to grant his wish. Pushing aside reality and focusing on his imagination, the blue-haired teen unzips his pants showing the straining bulge in his boxers; his dick twitching underneath trying to wiggle out of the confines of his soiled underwear, his slender fingers gripped the band on his boxers and hastily tugs it down.

His cock sprung up, precum leaking out from the tip, he clicked his tongue knowing that his holy cum won’t be spilling deep inside your womb. But, your view is perfect, he couldn’t careless about anything as long as he gets to jerk off while watching you. Everything about you turns him on...

Just as he was about to beat the shit out of his meat stick, a sudden sound of a familiar yelp snap him out from his concentration. Quickly standing up from his seat, he turned his head and witnessed the girl of his dreams...

Y/N L/N, a side character from an anime that Shigaraki watches 24/7.

Your beautiful eyes snap up towards his scarred face; clearly lacks the use of facial skin care, you flinched once your eyes trailed down his lower area. There stood his erection red and needy for some warm pussy, you quickly looked away—eyes closed as you bite your lower lip, “I—I’m sorry..” You stumbled through your words, not knowing what to do or say.. It just so happens that you appeared at the wrong time and place.

You quietly chant a teleportation spell, you need to leave this dingy place and “him” alone.. Before you were about to finish the incantation—a sudden force pushes you down the dirty ground, you felt all sorts of gooey substances making your face scrunch up in disgust. Not only were you feeling all sorts of slime behind you but also, in front of you—his wet tongue licking your bare chest; you should’ve wore something that’s less revealing.

“WHAT’RE YOU DOING!? GROSS! STOP LEAVE ME ALONE!” You placed your hands on his chest in an attempt to push him away, which turned him on even more as he begins to dry hump you—you could feel it, his girth rubbing on your bare thigh, “ah, fuck no! YOU’RE SO DISGUSTING.” Bile starts to rise up in your throat, you couldn’t handle this, he’s the epitome of disgusting... “Ah~ haa~ You taste like heaven~” He’s panting hard; his hot breath fanning all over your bare chest—what part of getting off of you did he not understand!?

“LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FUCKING WEIRDO!” You tried your best to shove him as hard as you could but this bitch is glued to your body like his life depends on it, his bony fingers grasped on the waistband of your skirt and panties as he pulls it down.

There’s no way out of this, you can’t even conjure your powers. Stupid of you to even try a teleportation spell that leads you to another dimension without knowing where you’d end up at. Now, you’re gonna get stretched and played with by a hormonal teenage boy.

———IMAGINATION——END—————