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ᱬ ࣪𖤐 thoughts of girl dad! suguru meeting reader and possibly wanting to be boy dad! suguru after overhearing his girls talking one night. because why not?

ageless/minors dni. 18+ content on the final few parts - mention of breeding kink if you squint. f! reader.

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girl dad! suguru who always manages to lose the twins one way or another at the local market only for them to be brought back by a random young woman every time.

girl dad! suguru who knows the twins are up to something but he can’t quite figure out what as he watches them look around, giggling and whispering to each other.

girl dad! suguru who goes through all the emotions until one day the girls drag back another poor young woman, giggling when they shout out for their daddy only to see your bewildered face looking between him and the twins.

girl dad! suguru who kneels down to scold the two of them only for mimiko to jump onto him, smiling when she proudly announces that she and nanako have found who they want to be their momma as they point to you, bigger smiles on their faces.

girl dad! suguru who almost chokes on air at what he’s just heard, looking up at you from his knelt position as you blink in confusion, girls squealing in delight, shouting out he’s going to do it.

girl dad! suguru who lets go of the breath he's been holding when he sees you smile, letting out your own laugh at the outbursts from the young girls in the middle of the market, drawing the attention of passers-by.

girl dad! suguru who stands up and apologises for the way his girls had behaved only for you to shake you head, dismissing his apology as you explained you found them just standing alone.

girl dad! suguru who watches you bend down and and ask the girls if they would like a sweet treat from a stall you know, adding on “that’s if it’s okay with your daddy”. smiling with a nod as the girls squeal in joy, dragging him as they follow behind you.

girl dad! suguru who, when you all reach the stall, goes to pay for the treats only for you to stop him. “they’re on the house, for these two angels”. who’s worried the stall owner will notice but is shocked when you tell him you’re the owner and you don’t mind at all.

girl dad! suguru who spends a good while watching you interact with not only his girls but with the public, offering sweet smiles and giggles as you engage with each person you see.

girl dad! suguru who finds himself spending more time at the market when you're there, making the excuse that the girls love your treats but who can’t help but find himself falling in love with you each second he spends with you. managing to get your number so he can order stuff from you and totally not to spend more time talking to you.

girl dad! suguru who, after quite a while, bites the bullet and asks you out on a date, half expecting you to turn him down as he has kids, only for you to accept because you see him for him, and not as a dad with baggage like most others had called the twins.

girl dad! suguru who not only spoils his girls but you as well, everything seemed to click perfectly when you entered their lives and he didn’t want this to end. taking you out on cinema dates, romantic meals, and stay-at-home dates where the girls would be involved in things like helping you brush and braid his hair - you loved every moment, and so did he and the twins.

girl dad! suguru who eventually asks you to marry him with help from the twins. you couldn’t help but cry at everything you saw, from the homemade banners to the meal to the dark purple ring nestled snugly in an open box in the hand of the man you loved.

girl dad! suguru who, along with your help, makes sure the girls are involved in every single bit of wedding planning and ultimately, your big day when you both become husband and wife.

girl dad! suguru who loves how you throw yourself headfirst into being a momma for the twins, taking them shopping, dropping them at school, parent's evenings, the works all while keeping your baking business running.

girl dad! suguru who one night, overhears you, nanako and mimiko talking about things while you put them to bed after a story, mainly how the girls wanted to have a baby brother because they wanted to be big sisters. hearing you say they’d “need to see what daddy thinks of the idea first”, making sure to step away from the open door the second you turn and walk through, closing it softly.

girl dad! suguru who smirks at the look of shock on your face from not expecting him to be there, before bending down to throw you over his shoulder, laughing at the squeak you make as you grip onto the back of his t-shirt, making sure to keep a loving grip on your waist.

girl dad! suguru who places you gently on your shared bed before hovering over you, peppering your face with kisses until he stops at your ear, hot breath fanning against your skin as he mutters words of love and adoration.

girl dad! suguru who smirks when you suck in a breath when you hear him mutter “i heard what the girls said to you princess, so let’s get to work on giving them that baby brother, yeah?”.

girl dad! suguru who wastes no time ridding you both of your clothes before pushing himself between your legs, groaning out at the feeling of your walls clamping down on him tightly, not wanting to let go.

girl dad! suguru who fucks you relentlessly in a variety of positions with the desire of pumping you full of his cum, until you can’t take no more. until you're stuffed so full while being a blabbering mess beneath him.

girl dad! suguru who fucks you relentlessly in the nastiest mating press you’ve ever felt with the sole intention of breeding you, making your figure rounder and breasts full with milk as you carry his child, a child that’s half you and half him.

girl dad! suguru who has every intention of becoming boy dad! suguru as well that he’ll always fuck another child into you should your first one together be a girl - not that you, or your puffy pussy mind one bit.

[schpeenor]

they’re… going on a date.. the whole food stand look was really last minute and me just adding lighting bc i wanted to.

alt hue too!!!

[lovely-v]

writing fanfiction is just. i’m being so creative and original. i’m plagiarizing everyone by accident. i’m a genius. i’m cringe. i’m too angsty. i’m too cheesy. this is not in character. it doesn’t matter that it’s not in character because these are my characters now. i love my hobby. this is the worst possible use of my time. i’m seeking validation. i’m projecting my own personal problems onto this story and i’m barely hiding it. i know so many words and i’m using all of them wrong. im on tumblr posting about it instead of writing it.

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[horrmantic]

synopsis — muzan always wanted a human pet to obey his every whim. when he got (name), he knew that she would be the perfect little whore.

content warnings for pet play, humiliation, oral (male receiving), breeding kink, name calling, sadomasochism, rough sex, afab terms/female reader, degrading kink. originally written on an old account under an old name; also pretty bad writing—

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When Muzan thought that having a human as a pet would be entertaining, he was expecting the lower life form to be for their life, for a shred of mercy. He never expected a human to beg him to abuse the girl over and over again verbally, nor did he expect her to happily swallow his cock with no complaints.

But here he was, laying in his lavish bed while his pet stuffed her mouth with his thick cock, greedily indulging herself.

(Name) hummed happily, the underside of her tongue stroking Muzan's girth, rewarded with the sounds of his deep groans. She felt complete, feeling his shaft slip in and out of her throat as he degraded her, calling (Name) a filthy cock warmer. "You damn whore," he grunted, fingers gingerly caressing (Name)'s hair before yanking her head upwards, clicking his tongue as she opened her mouth, drooling. "You're hungry for my cock, aren't you?" he hissed.

"A-Ah fuck yes," she panted, her breathing ragged, and her eyes blown. God, all she wanted was to choke on Muzan's cock again while he called her sinful names. "Please, gimme your cock. I want it so bad, Sir," she whined. The heat between her legs was unbearable; (Name) grew weary with desire, missing the feel of his pulsating cock around her plush lips.

The demon pushed (Name) onto her back, eagerly spreading apart her legs. "Mine," he growled deeply, gripping her waist while grinding against her, delighted when he heard the girl's pathetic mewls from underneath body. "You belong to me; your blood, your flesh, your heart, this pussy, it's all mine," Muzan snarled as he thrust into (Name), squeezing her thighs when her pussy gripped him like a vice. Fuck, she was so tight and so wet; Muzan wanted nothing more than just to ravage her body until she couldn't walk, let alone speak.

"F-Fuck! M-Muzan, please!" (Name squealed, desperately clutching his shirts while her legs draped around his waist. His cock pistoned in and out of her pussy, pressing her knees to her chest; she could feel his girth reach deeper inside of her, speaking against her g-spot. White spots flooded her vision as she cried out, tears flooding her cheeks, "So d-deep! S-Sir, you're s-so deep in me!"

"And you'll take my cock like the good whore you are," Muzan snapped in response, positioned them both where his back was pressed against the headboard, her back pressed against his chest as he moved her body up and down. Calloused fingers pinched perky nipples, satisfied with the shaky moans and desperate cries that followed after; teeth clamped down on the junction between (Name)'s shoulder and neck, continuing to thrust his hips upwards. "Listen to yourself, moaning like a pathetic bitch in heat. You're nothing more than a dirty fuck toy for me. A cock warmer at best," he grunted, fingers wrapping around her hair and yanking her head back as his thrusts became brutal, eliciting a pained moan each time.

(Name) sobbed in pure bliss, mouth gaped open as she drooled; her back arched as she cried, "Yes! I'm Muzan's whore; I'm your fuck toy. I'll be whatever Sir wants me to be." Her pussy was scorching, slick with arousal while her vision was blurred. She was so close to an orgasm; the burning desire of her orgasm was so close, she hungered for that sweet release. "Oh, Sir, makes my pussy feel so fucking good! I'm going to cum, oh please, let me cum!" she begged.

"Be a good whore and penetrate yourself on my cock then," he grunted in her ear, biting down on her shoulder. Muzan held (Name)'s wrists behind her back, growling when she rocked her body, penetrating herself on his girth; he was going to destroy that wonderful pussy of hers. It was his to fuck and fill; his tongue swiped across the bloody wound he created on her shoulder, moaning at the taste of her blood. "Such a sweet whore; you like that, don't you? Fucking yourself on my cock while I hurt you?" the demon rasped.

"Y-Yes," she choked out, body trembling with each penetration. God, (Name) couldn't understand how Muzan had so much stamina when they fucked, she could barely go on, and she desperately wanted to cum. Her hips moved with desperation, gasping as the head of his cock tortured her g-spot, tossing her head back. "Oh, fuck, yes! Right there, right there, right there!" she screamed, absorbed in her greed for that earth-shattering pleasure.

Muzan grunted, hands moving to her hips, and pushed her down onto his cock, feeling her pussy grip his length. "What a greedy whore you are, thinking you're going to get an orgasm before me," he snarled; Muzan was no longer merciful with his thrust, relishing in his pet's screams of pure pleasure. There's no way in hell (Name) would get an orgasm before he did; that was unacceptable. He groaned deeply, fucking her with no mercy while she could only moan and cry in response.

"M-Muzan," she choked out, "t-too deep. Fuck, you're going to break me!"

"Didn't stop you from moaning earlier. You love the pain," he retorted, squeezing her thighs as he spread her legs apart. Using one finger, the demon teased the folds of her pussy, continuing with his relentless thrusts. "Such a whorish pussy; you're such a slut," Muzan moaned. With one last thrust, he spilled himself inside of her, white ribbons of cum decorating the walls of her pussy.

(Name)'s body twitched, her body collapsing onto Muzan's while whining pathetically. "Fuck, Muzan's cuuuuuum," she dragged out, wrapping her arms around his bed. The hot sensation of his cum filling her tight pussy brought her to her orgasm, blinding spots dancing in her vision. Coming down from her high, she felt weak, clinging onto the demon as he lifted her off his cock and watched the semen spill out of her pussy.

"Tch, what a slutty pussy you have, and you still couldn't take in all of my load," Muzan degraded. When (Name) nestled herself between his legs and licked his cock clean, he could already feel himself growing hard again.

They would not be leaving their chambers for a while.

[horrmantic]

synopsis — in the rare moments illumi has time for himself, he makes sure that (name) feels all of him.

content warnings for gender neutral reader, gender-non-specific genitals, praise kink, body worship, soft sex.

— masterlist | socials | commissions

 Illumi was an exciting lover, to say the least; he always wore such a blank expression, hardly showing any expression — unless Hisoka somehow managed to annoy him (which is quite rare as the two of them are friends and have mutual respect for one another). He kept to himself mostly, busying himself with his career, and took what little time he had over with (Name), usually meaning sex.

  Now, Illumi had what some might call an odd admiration for (Name)'s hands. They were soft and smooth, unlike his; Illumi's hands had grown calloused and rough, thanks to the rigorous training his family forced him to undergo when he was a child. He admired (Name)'s body; he praised their wonderful temple. It was perfect, even with all of their imperfections, the Zoldyck assassin adored their body. The feeling of their skin against his, the warm of their lips against his, oh, Illumi fell victim to their charm, and found himself hungry for their touch. 

  It was addictive, soft, warm, and welcoming. He had never been touched so gently before; Illumi was shocked the first time (Name) touched them. He expected them to be more heavy-handed but they were. They even smiled at them, pulling the assassin in for a quick kiss on the lips. That was enough for Illumi, simple gestures were enough to keep him wanting more. They were so different from the touches he got from anyone else-not his parents were this gentle with him as a child. (Name)'s kisses and caresses were nice. 

  "You're beautiful," he would mumble, ghosting kisses along their neck, hands gingerly caressing their hips, and drinking in their pitiful moans. When his fingers dipped into their lower areas, Illumi was fascinated with how their faces contorted from unadulterated pleasure, incoherently whimpering Illumi's name as they fisted the sheets, arching their back while he worked his fingers slowly, stroking them. 

  He adored those burning, erotic looks. He worshiped (Name); how odd for Illumi to do such a thing. The lanky assassin kissed down their navel, ebony eyes peering into cloudy, (color) eyes as they pleaded, "Lumi, please." He could feel their body quivering under his unmerciful touch; his tongue teased their inner thighs, elicited choppy, ragged breathes from the being, and they would writhe, gripping the bed sheets. "Illumi, please! No more teasing," they would whimper, raising their hips off the bed. 

  It was tantalizing; Illumi craved — desired more from his beloved (Name). Their moans, their pleasure, he wanted it all. Every dip, fold, quote on quote imperfection, the assassin wanted to do nothing but admire (Name)'s body, flaws included. Fuck, he would consume them until they were reduced to a crying mess, overstimulated from the mind-boggling pleasure. 

  "Everything is perfect." His tongue would caress their genitals, rewarding him with a beautiful moan that reverberated off the walls, resonating in his ears. Illumi's fingers curled, tongue pressed against the most sensitive part of their genitals, tormenting their sweet lover with such sweet agony, they could die. "Your body is beautiful," he would say, their orgasm washing over them with a loud cry. 

  He would praise (Name), kissing their forehead as they came down from their orgasm, cleaning the bed, and changing the sheets. 

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[horrmantic]

synopsis — in the rare moments illumi has time for himself, he makes sure that (name) feels all of him.

content warnings for gender neutral reader, gender-non-specific genitals, praise kink, body worship, soft sex.

— masterlist | socials | commissions

 Illumi was an exciting lover, to say the least; he always wore such a blank expression, hardly showing any expression — unless Hisoka somehow managed to annoy him (which is quite rare as the two of them are friends and have mutual respect for one another). He kept to himself mostly, busying himself with his career, and took what little time he had over with (Name), usually meaning sex.

  Now, Illumi had what some might call an odd admiration for (Name)'s hands. They were soft and smooth, unlike his; Illumi's hands had grown calloused and rough, thanks to the rigorous training his family forced him to undergo when he was a child. He admired (Name)'s body; he praised their wonderful temple. It was perfect, even with all of their imperfections, the Zoldyck assassin adored their body. The feeling of their skin against his, the warm of their lips against his, oh, Illumi fell victim to their charm, and found himself hungry for their touch. 

  It was addictive, soft, warm, and welcoming. He had never been touched so gently before; Illumi was shocked the first time (Name) touched them. He expected them to be more heavy-handed but they were. They even smiled at them, pulling the assassin in for a quick kiss on the lips. That was enough for Illumi, simple gestures were enough to keep him wanting more. They were so different from the touches he got from anyone else-not his parents were this gentle with him as a child. (Name)'s kisses and caresses were nice. 

  "You're beautiful," he would mumble, ghosting kisses along their neck, hands gingerly caressing their hips, and drinking in their pitiful moans. When his fingers dipped into their lower areas, Illumi was fascinated with how their faces contorted from unadulterated pleasure, incoherently whimpering Illumi's name as they fisted the sheets, arching their back while he worked his fingers slowly, stroking them. 

  He adored those burning, erotic looks. He worshiped (Name); how odd for Illumi to do such a thing. The lanky assassin kissed down their navel, ebony eyes peering into cloudy, (color) eyes as they pleaded, "Lumi, please." He could feel their body quivering under his unmerciful touch; his tongue teased their inner thighs, elicited choppy, ragged breathes from the being, and they would writhe, gripping the bed sheets. "Illumi, please! No more teasing," they would whimper, raising their hips off the bed. 

  It was tantalizing; Illumi craved — desired more from his beloved (Name). Their moans, their pleasure, he wanted it all. Every dip, fold, quote on quote imperfection, the assassin wanted to do nothing but admire (Name)'s body, flaws included. Fuck, he would consume them until they were reduced to a crying mess, overstimulated from the mind-boggling pleasure. 

  "Everything is perfect." His tongue would caress their genitals, rewarding him with a beautiful moan that reverberated off the walls, resonating in his ears. Illumi's fingers curled, tongue pressed against the most sensitive part of their genitals, tormenting their sweet lover with such sweet agony, they could die. "Your body is beautiful," he would say, their orgasm washing over them with a loud cry. 

  He would praise (Name), kissing their forehead as they came down from their orgasm, cleaning the bed, and changing the sheets. 

[horrmantic]

synopsis — in the rare moments illumi has time for himself, he makes sure that (name) feels all of him.

content warnings for gender neutral reader, gender-non-specific genitals, praise kink, body worship, soft sex.

— masterlist | socials | commissions

 Illumi was an exciting lover, to say the least; he always wore such a blank expression, hardly showing any expression — unless Hisoka somehow managed to annoy him (which is quite rare as the two of them are friends and have mutual respect for one another). He kept to himself mostly, busying himself with his career, and took what little time he had over with (Name), usually meaning sex.

  Now, Illumi had what some might call an odd admiration for (Name)'s hands. They were soft and smooth, unlike his; Illumi's hands had grown calloused and rough, thanks to the rigorous training his family forced him to undergo when he was a child. He admired (Name)'s body; he praised their wonderful temple. It was perfect, even with all of their imperfections, the Zoldyck assassin adored their body. The feeling of their skin against his, the warm of their lips against his, oh, Illumi fell victim to their charm, and found himself hungry for their touch. 

  It was addictive, soft, warm, and welcoming. He had never been touched so gently before; Illumi was shocked the first time (Name) touched them. He expected them to be more heavy-handed but they were. They even smiled at them, pulling the assassin in for a quick kiss on the lips. That was enough for Illumi, simple gestures were enough to keep him wanting more. They were so different from the touches he got from anyone else-not his parents were this gentle with him as a child. (Name)'s kisses and caresses were nice. 

  "You're beautiful," he would mumble, ghosting kisses along their neck, hands gingerly caressing their hips, and drinking in their pitiful moans. When his fingers dipped into their lower areas, Illumi was fascinated with how their faces contorted from unadulterated pleasure, incoherently whimpering Illumi's name as they fisted the sheets, arching their back while he worked his fingers slowly, stroking them. 

  He adored those burning, erotic looks. He worshiped (Name); how odd for Illumi to do such a thing. The lanky assassin kissed down their navel, ebony eyes peering into cloudy, (color) eyes as they pleaded, "Lumi, please." He could feel their body quivering under his unmerciful touch; his tongue teased their inner thighs, elicited choppy, ragged breathes from the being, and they would writhe, gripping the bed sheets. "Illumi, please! No more teasing," they would whimper, raising their hips off the bed. 

  It was tantalizing; Illumi craved — desired more from his beloved (Name). Their moans, their pleasure, he wanted it all. Every dip, fold, quote on quote imperfection, the assassin wanted to do nothing but admire (Name)'s body, flaws included. Fuck, he would consume them until they were reduced to a crying mess, overstimulated from the mind-boggling pleasure. 

  "Everything is perfect." His tongue would caress their genitals, rewarding him with a beautiful moan that reverberated off the walls, resonating in his ears. Illumi's fingers curled, tongue pressed against the most sensitive part of their genitals, tormenting their sweet lover with such sweet agony, they could die. "Your body is beautiful," he would say, their orgasm washing over them with a loud cry. 

  He would praise (Name), kissing their forehead as they came down from their orgasm, cleaning the bed, and changing the sheets. 

[miauiz]

new UA student himiko toga (mha if it was peak)

[poppy5991]

Dabi: I will be real with you, I didn’t think you belonged in this gang. But I’ve changed my mind.

Spinner: Why did Shigaraki have to send you out of everyone?

Dabi: I’ve never seen someone hulk out and rip their shirt off after being pepper sprayed before. Three cops had to tase you.

Spinner: That guy grabbed the new game release right of my hand! It was the last one! It was in MY HAND.

Dabi: …

Spinner: Did you bring my bail money or not?

[horrmantic]

changed my account! just need to update the code and whatnot