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Hello! Feel free to call me Ro, or honestly anything you’d like.
My pronouns are she/her and I love to write and procrastinate.
This is a new account, my old one unfortunately got wrongfully shadowbanned so I’ll probably be reposting some of my older works too.
can not stress enough that sukuna straight up treats you like a pet. not even in like. a pet play way. because it isn't role play to him it's just how it actually is. you're his beloved pet that he takes care of because you're just so helpless without him. helpless against him too. he picks you up whenever he wants, cradles you in one arm while you scratch and claw at him. he forces you to your knees just to rest your head against his thigh while he runs his fingers up and down your neck. and he rough houses with you <3 riles you up on purpose. makes it so you have no choice but to sink your teeth into the meat of his hand with the intent to rip the flesh from bone, though of course it does nothing to him, not really. he feels a pinch, if that. but it's enough that you feel him, hard and wanting against your belly. and he lets out a groan of something that is very distinctly not pain. you want to play? he says, and he's grinning, so so meanly. all you had to do was ask.
Part 2??
Decided to draw an iconic moment in @yuutaok fic
hi, could i have an eager kirishima who's so happy you finally let him hit it raw he cums inside and then your like might as well keep going?
listen. before he is a beast, he is a gentleman and he would never ever do anything against your wishes. he might have suggested it, on occasion- after all, hearing his friends talk about how much more intense it is without protection made his imagination run wild.
and usually, you'd be hesitant, but you were unable to resist temptation for long. there are measures you can take to make sure there are no unwanted consequences, what's the harm in trying once?
safe to say it was the best sex you've ever had- the feel of him, unprotected, was beyond your expectations and even the slightest risk had you aroused more than you cared to admit.
as for kirishima? he didn't hold back, pounding into you with relentless vigor as he made sure to let you know how good you're making him feel.
"look at you, hmmm? sucking me in, so greedy. have you always been this messy f'me? you feel too good, i don't know if i can- can last much longer."
though his thrusts became erratic as he tried to hold his impending orgasm back, your moans were only growing louder. did you even hear him? or were you too lost in the pleasure?
"n-not inside!"
what have you done
not seconds after you said it, you felt an unfamiliar warmth spreading within you as the most erotic, unrestrained whimper came from your man.
"w-what? did you cum inside??"
"yeah? you told me to nut inside?" he retorted while moving in a slow, steady rhythm as he felt his sanity slip away, fucking his cum into you some more.
"you-! oh my god, i told you not to do it inside," you wanted to stay mad but it was the slightest bit of funny and entirely a mistake your beloved would make.
"and now you're driving it in some more?"
he wanted to apologize, and as soon as his lust was satiated he would, but at present the only thing he could understand was that the damage was done already.
he was never hard again that fast.
"would be a shame to stop now, wouldn't it? i'll get you a plan b in the morning, i just need to feel that again. fill you up until you're overflowing, make you my little mess-" he trailed kisses up your neck, entirely enchanted with the sounds your greedy pussy was making for him.
"is that okay?"
emotionally constipated fuck buddy bakugo trying to flirt by reassuring you that he's only interested in your body.
of course, he meant he's only interested in your body
whereas you heard that he's only interested in your body
venti's immense disappointment at finding out his nuns and bishops and devotees are celibate
🎤🎤🎤🎤 don't hide your endless wisdom in tags, that was amazing, third eye open!!!
for old time’s sake
pairing; knight!bakugo x assassin!reader x yandere king! shoto
warnings; nsfw, yandere, childhood friends to lovers, captivity, female reader, virgin bakugo, experienced reader, unprotected relations, creampie, oral (f recieving), voyeur shoto
“i always preferred you, you know,” saccharine words dripped like honey from your traitorous lips and he felt his sanity slowly slipping away.
this was wrong. filthy. treacherous. but the way you arched your back against the bars to provide him with a view of your dripping cunt had him forsake all else.
“you’re so pretty when you lie.”
bakugo was more than ready to strangle himself if it meant he was finally done with the tedious task of guarding you. and to think he was so close to having an ounce of respect for your resilience- until you started singing. you were the one in jail, but he felt like he was the prisoner being tortured.
“would you shut the fuck up, already?” he was desperate, it came out like a plea rather than anything remotely threatening. it was probably the first time he addressed you since you’ve revealed yourself to be an assassin going after shoto’s head.
“but then my mouth would get bored,” the complaint almost came out as a purr. your tone was enough to alert the blond you were up to no good, but he was itching to converse with you. his previously missing first love turned traitor. prior to this, you haven’t initiated a single conversation. always pretending you were a feeble minded fool.
it might have even worked, if it weren’t him standing guard.
❦ CHERRY PICKING
cw: mature, mdni!, virgin!shigaraki, fem!reader, dry humping, unprotected sex, cream pie, corruption kink, loser gamer shigaraki (love this shit)
it wasn’t a secret. he stared shamelessly at your tits while you spoke, and you didn’t even bother to let him know cause you knew he wasn’t doing it on purpose. every time someone in the league would call him out on his blatant behaviour he’d turn red and leave immediately.
so it wasn’t a stretch to say he wanted to fuck you.
thing is, he was so obviously a virgin. couldn’t even fake knowing how to talk to a woman. and he must’ve been so masochistic cause he just couldn’t stay away from you. just yesterday, he was a second away from popping a boner when you bent over to pick up something you dropped. and you weren’t even trying to rile him up!
god, you wanted to just eat him up.
you wanted to break him down and you wanted to ruin him. you wanted him to never be satisfied with his fist or anyone else ever again.
so you went into his room, somewhere no one was allowed. who would want to, anyway. garbage bags thrown around on the floor—not even closed, so you could see crumpled up tissues falling out—dual monitors and a bunch of little figurines around his desk.
the constant clicks of his keyboard, his dry eyes glued to the screen, and the headset over his tangled hair kept him from noticing you sitting on his unmade bed. your gaze looked at his side profile, watched his pupils shoot back and forth across his game. he was so cute, you couldn’t wait to hear what kind of noises he’d make.
at some point, you couldn’t sit still anymore, you got up and walked over to the back of his chair, focus trailing over his screen and down to his hands. long, rough fingers that knew exactly what they were doing played with the mouse and the keyboard, you almost drooled at the thought of what you could teach him to do.
“you’re good with your fingers.” you said and shigaraki jumped.
“what the hell are you doing?” he hissed and you watched his character die.
“i wanted to see you.” you smiled.
“no.” he said a little too quickly.
“no?” you laughed and he shook his head to try and clear his mind. “what do you mean ‘no’?”
“i-i mean—fuck—why are you here?” he scratched at his neck and you took a seat back on his bed.
“isn’t it obvious?” you asked.
shigaraki didn’t say anything. his eyes just watched you, trailed over your body as you sighed.
“tomura~” you sang and patted the spot next to you.
it didn’t take him more than a split second to stand up, once he did, though, he hesitated to walk over, but listened to you anyway.
his fingers still scratched at his skin, so you took it in your hand and pulled it away.
“have you ever kissed anyone, tomura?” you asked and he paused, then shook his head, looking anywhere but at you.
“i’m sure you know how to though, right?”
shigaraki scoffed. “of course i do.”
“then kiss me.” you turned his chin towards you. your eyes fluttered a bit, just wanting to feel him. the thrill of knowing your his first is enough to make you wet.
but shigaraki was taking too long. too damn long. he was hesitating and as much as you loved his shyness, you couldn’t help it anymore.
you crashed your lips onto his. they were dry and cracked, and didn’t move until it finally dawned on him what was happening. then it was clumsy. he tried to take over, but he had no idea what to do. he slipped in his tongue but it wasn’t much better, just an inexperienced mess of spit. you could have laughed at him but this was something that you just loved. you had to show him that he wasn’t in charge here. being the ‘boss’ didn’t mean he could help himself here, and as you crawled onto his lap, hand guiding the back of his neck exactly where you wanted, he started to submit to you.
once he began to get the hang of it, you released your grip on him, instead exploring his lanky body. this is what got those beautiful whimpers from his mouth. and when you brought your hand to his hard cock and squeezed through his pants, his small and high pitched whine nearly made you moan along.
“fuck, you’re so cute.” you bite his lip.
“‘m not cute.” he mumbled as you got off of his lap.
a giggle escaped your lips as you kneeled between his legs, your hands fumbling with his jeans.
“you are cute.” you stated, pulling his underwear down. “and if you say you’re not, then im gonna be using my mouth to argue instead of doing this.”
shigaraki shut up at that, and he lifted his hips to help you free his cock as it slapped against his stomach. you had to hold yourself back from just shoving the poor thing down your throat, you needed to draw this out for him. you wanted to have him crying and begging for you.
as much as it pained you, you started with kitten licks, focusing on the head of his dick as you popping it into your mouth. tomura rewarded your patience with his head thrown back and a choked groan coming out of his throat, his fingers tangled in your hair and tried to push your head down. you fought against him, getting another whine from him as you reminded him that you were the one in charge.
you started to train him. every noise he made had a little more of your mouth over his dick until your nose was pressed against his pubes and your hands were fondling his balls. if only you could look up and see his whimpering face all screwed up in pleasure, fingers grabbing at the sheets he sat on so as not to jeopardize your warm mouth around him. it didn’t seem like he knew that he had started bucking his hips into your throat, but you let it go, you had been with enough losers to know the signs of him coming undone. you decided to reward him by taking his hand and leading it to your head. sneaking a look up, you could see the complete nirvana on his face as he realized you were letting him fuck your throat. you knew this was gonna be good. from all those tissues, you knew that he was jacking off all those times he got red and ran away from you, so he had to know how to use a fleshlight and right now that was you.
he had you gagging and choking, spit running down your chin as you sucked him off. and you had him crying out in pleasure, going faster and faster until he was cumming down your throat. not even letting you spit out the salty liquid—not that you would, anyway, you wanted him to watch you swallow everything, so you did.
you watched his glazed over eyes zone in on your pretty mouth, chest heaving as you SWORE you saw a small tear trickle down his cheek.
now it was time for your fun.
you planned to make out some more, touch him to get him hard again before you let him in your pussy, but upon looking down, you noticed his cock still hard, red, and dripping. a sadistic smile took over as you looked up at his scared face, but he didn’t have to time say anything before you took off your shirt and jumped on him, making him taste his nasty cum as you stuck your tongue down his throat. you pulled his hair, bite his shoulders and tugged at his clothes. shigaraki tried to keep up with your feral groping, but all he could do was submit to your torture as he tried to take off your clothes, whining and whimpering at your assault on his body.
“just break them.” you commanded, and he dusted off both your clothes until you were both naked.
you pulled shigaraki on top of you. “now get inside me.”
his eyes widened. “what? but—what about a condom?”
you actually threw your head back and laughed at that. the thought that he really expected to get laid at some point and was prepared was hilarious. still though, you weren’t gonna let anything stand in the way of being the best sex he would ever had, you wanted him to cum inside you just like that filthy porn you know he had to have watched.
“funny, pretty boy, i think we both know you’d rather fuck me raw.” you wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him towards you. “so get to it.”
tomura was clumsy. he grabbed the base of his hard cock and lined it up with your hole, it took him a second, probably taking a moment to appreciate the fact that he was finally going to feel pussy. after all those years of his fist and toys, watching those jacked guys fuck someone on his computer, and now it was his turn.
shigaraki almost collapsed on top of you as soon as he entered you. not only was it so much tighter and warmer than he ever thought, but he was still so overstimulated from your mouth that he was shaking.
still, when you told him to fuck you, he couldn’t help but slam into you over and over again, chasing the thought of cumming in you raw.
his eyes fell down to your tits, bouncing with the motion of his hips and turning his brain into mush.
“you like this, baby?” you moaned and his attention drew to your face. shigaraki couldn’t form words, only sounds of pleasure mixed with some ‘please’s as he felt his orgasm building up again. watching the bliss on your sadistic face was everything he could ever want and more, and as much as he wanted to keep going forever, he was breaking down. his hips stuttered and all he could think about was the fact that he was filling your pussy with HIS cum. he cried out your name, his head thrown back and his vision going white.
then he fell on top of you. covered in a thin layer of sweat as he lay on your chest, he was prepared for you to push him off and leave him now that you got what you want. he didn’t like that that thought made him upset. he wanted more.
“are you gonna leave now?” he whispered, barely audible in the hopes that you wouldn’t hear it.
tomura felt your chest vibrate with a soft laugh. he looked up at you.
“you think i’m gonna leave without you making me cum on your fingers?”
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I just think that Touya would be so deranged about loving and being loved you know? Like it disgusts him and delights him and he hates every second of it but he adores you so much it makes him insane. He hates what it does to him, makes him soft and pliable and he hates all these feelings he isn't used to and can't handle but also it feels so incredibly freeing to let himself have a little bit of the affection he's so starved for. Never enough, because he doesn't trust it, not for a second. But he is famished and you are everything, and he loves you.
You tell him that you love him and offer him kisses and touch so freely and he thinks you must be heaven. He prays that when he dies he can somehow exist within you because you are the closest to peace he has ever known.
bachira sharpens his fangs to love you. just a bit. just enough so that there’s a sting when he bites you even playfully - tries to remind you of his presence. of his predatory desire, of his defensive way of loving. eccentricity that lends itself to fierce hunger. it didn’t use to bother him when men approached you but these days you cant turn corners without him snatching between his incisors - to kiss and claim and whine to when you leave him all alone. he’s too territorial to be cute. too mean to be sweet. too sharp to pretend that he wants anything less than all of tou.
kyojuro always plays up how hard of hearing he is to encourage you to moan to your heart's content- and if anyone happens to overhear the two of you, well, they'll know exactly how good he makes you feel. umai.
mentally im still here,,,
as you're sitting in his lap, riding his brains out, he peppers gentle kisses starting from your collarbone to your ear. you're only riding harder. lost in your bliss, you don't notice his mischief- as soon as he was close enough, he let out the most unrestrained and raw moan that had your knees buckling, and he was only getting louder as your thrusts became more desperate
"hmmm, see? that's how loud i want you to be, my pretty. can you do that f'me?"
fucked my way up to the top // shinjuro rengoku
your boss calls you over to his office like always, yet this time you chose to have a little fun before summer break
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warnings here: minors/ageless blogs dni - fem!reader - ceo!shinjuro - office sex - age gap (like 10/15 years whatever floats your boat) - shinjuro is 50 or so - nicknames (sir / doll) - pussy deprived shinjuro / premature ejaculation - size kink - handjob - degrading - handjob - cursing - unprotected sex - not much prep - not beta read lol - 1,7K words
note: hi hi, this is a very late submission to @aasouthteranoswife ‘s summerfling collab! i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i did when writing it🫶 happy fathers day to the dilfs that fuel my daddy issues
texting fwb!suna 'happy father's day' and then ignoring his texts and calls just to make him sweat a bit
he shows up at your door out of breath and sweaty an hour later, doubled over as he fights to catch his breath while you stand in the doorway to your apartment (still dressed in your pyjamas) with the most bewildered expression on your face.
"what... was that... text about...?" he asks you between gasping pants, tilting his head up weakly to meet your gaze.
you feel a bit bad, suddenly. you'd only meant it as a joke and figured he'd take it as such. but judging by the sweat darkening the collar of his t-shirt and the violent flush of red in his cheeks, you suspect your joke may not have landed quite as you'd hoped.
you look away, lips pursing guiltily. you decide your best course of action is deceit. "what text?"
rintarou groans miserably, and for a second you worry he might be about to genuinely keel over in front of your apartment. you crouch down to get a better look at his face, his head hanging limply.
"hey, aren't you supposed to be like an olympic athlete or whatever?" you ask him, your voice pitching up in panic. "did you run the whole way here or something?"
he nods, his eyes still fixed to the welcome mat under his feet.
"do you need... water? or an ambulance?" you ask him warily, watching him for any sign of deterioration in his condition.
he shakes his head no.
you sigh, wrapping your arms around your knees and tucking your chin between them as you crouch with him in your doorway, hoping to all hell that none of your neighbours choose this moment to open their front doors.
"do you wanna come inside?" you ask him after another moment of him catching his breath. his breathing has evened slightly, a little less ragged and frenetic than it had been. you hear him swallow and he looks up at you, his green eyes narrowed resentfully.
"that's what got me into this mess in the first place."
respectfully,,, I'll be pressing charges due to the damage i suffered by violently snorting and ripping my nostrils, the punchline deserves to be tattooed, this is a work of art if I've ever seen one
There is no end to be found in this world
kyojuro always plays up how hard of hearing he is to encourage you to moan to your heart's content- and if anyone happens to overhear the two of you, well, they'll know exactly how good he makes you feel. umai.
