Here To Be Babied

20’s // 18+ CONTENT. MINORS GO AWAY 😡 🫶🏻

[msbyslilbimbo]

Call me Honey 💅🏼 (she/her, 20’s)

Meian Shugo’s Slut. Atsumu Miya’s Princess. Sakusa Kiyoomi’s Brat. Hinata Shoyo’s Baby. Bokuto Koutaro’s Dolly.

Kink positive!! Come play after you read my rules!💋💋

Minors DNI pls and thank you 🧸🎀

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babes do we like sub!bkg or is that not a thing is that not a vibe

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akaashi is the worst person to hook up with bc sometimes after he cums and he’s still got hearts in his eyes and his neck officially holds no weight, he sighs shakily and paws at his phone to make note of something he wants to write about

like sir you just got your shit rocked you want some gatorade before you start spinning a scene

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lol bakugou knows he's fucked when he wakes up in the middle of the night with a hard on and cotton mouth and pounding temples while thinking of you.

you weren't even in his dream, it was a perverse situation that woke him up that you suddenly happened to appear in his head to, a situation you'd intruded completely without his agreeance. he hates you, he hates how you're plaguing his mind, he hates how much he wishes you were right here next to him. he's fucking bakugou katsuki he doesn’t need anyone to satisfy him.

you’re destroying him.

he hates how shaky his hand is as it slips down his boxers, pawing his cock pathetically. it's hard, aching with the heaviness of arousal, his tip sticky; he lets out a guttural moan when his fingers grip the middle of his shaft, slipping up and squeezing his tip in punishment for his pathetic behavior.

his face buries into the fluff of the pillow and he jerks himself, quickly, fist slipping his precum all around his shaft, throbbing in his hand at the contact and mere thought of you. he’s tired, he’s so tired, he just wants to sleep, yet you harbor every thought he has.

why can’t you leave him alone? why do you plague his mind? why can’t he fucking control himself?

bakugou pants at the sensation of his calloused thumb nuzzling the slit of his cock, applying just the slightest bit of pressure to the opening with a hiss. "fucking ass," he snarls, but his cheeks hold a smile and his words hold a rasp, "harrassin' me in the day ain't enough? get the fuck out of my head."

his so pathetic it makes him sick, whimpering in his pillow at the thought of you stroking him stupid, brows furrowing in the middle as pleasure seeps into his bloodstream; his body grows more and more tense as he gets closer and closer to painting his fist with his cum. he grunts, toes curling as he thrashes softly against his mattress, snarling in the air as frustration makes him harder and harder.

"leave me alone," he growls.

he's not sure what possesses him. he doesn't want to, but he can't help but imagine your tongue punishing him for his demand, the idea of your throat sinching around his cock sends him flailing over the edge as he cums. his head tosses back, hips stuttering forward and higher into his fist as he jerks himself through the greatest orgasm he's ever been gifted to experience.

all thanks to you.

bakugou cusses under his breath, chest heaving as it burns for oxygen that was deprived from him. his hand paws at the side table for a tissue, grumbling about how only degenerates jerk off in bed.

if you enter his dreams again, he'll make sure you regret it the second he gets his paws on you.

he swears on it.

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guys i’m high but something something something, legend has it that that the best sex of your life just so happens to be the moniker of the gentleman living across the hall from you.

which is odd, because you’ve never seen anyone go in, or anyone come out.

not even him.

it’s weird how elusive he is, given the fact he lives across the hall from you; you don’t even know his name, never getting a concrete answer from whispers, yet he’s fucking women so good that their experiences become word of mouth? there’s no way.

if the tales are true, at least you know three things about him:

he prefers to be hit on first.

he smokes a cigarette after.

and his fingers are “beautiful.”

and not that you ever would consider having sex with this man, it does intrigue you about how good he must be to actually receive such a status of “godsend” and become word on the street. who could be so close but so unknown? how does he evade you? you’ve caught yourself staring at his door for a minute too long, you’ve tried working up the courage to knock and start a conversation, you just want the exhilaration of not knowing who this man is to disappear. you don’t want to stare across the hall anymore. you don't want to think about him and only him. it's not fair, he doesn't think about you an eighth of how much you think about him, and-

"aah!"

"whups."

distracted by your own thoughts (and the complete staring of his door), you bump straight into someone, wind knocking out of you and you stumble backwards. there's a clatter of a grocery bag that slips to the ground, contents bouncing out of the flimsy fabric. "fuck," you pant, not bothering to look up and acknowledge your mistake. "shit, i'll help you-"

there's a laugh huffed from a woman as she kneels down next to you, working with you to pick up her items. "don't worry about it." her voice is sirenic, making your breath hitch as it tickles your ears and makes your cheeks flush softly. it's comforting as it wraps around you, grounding. you take a shuddery breath before zealously reaching out to collect the carton of cigarettes that tumbled out. her own hand nudges yours in its own reach, and your hazy eyes catch the soft, delicate digits that brush softly against you. her nails, short and perfected with a light coat of nude polish, catch your skin softly in a subtle bite.

"sorry," she says, amused.

"no, please," you babble. "forgive me, i was distracted."

"i could tell," she teases coolly, and it makes a strange heat bloom between your legs. "but it's alright. may i?"

it is then that you look up to pass the bag of items to your company, body relaxing at the sight of doctor shoko ieiri, hand extended out to help you off the ground of the hallway. you smile softly, "i always seem to embarrass myself in front of you, doctor." you take her hand, slowly getting up

"i find it endearing," she says easily. she looks you up and down briefly, "be careful out there." she starts to walk away, brushing past you.

you giggle and shake your head, "will do doct..."

you freeze.

shoko stands outside of the elusive man's door.

the key she's holding between her slender, manicured fingers, slips inside the deadbolt easily. it clicks.

it unlocks.

and you watch as shoko ieiri walks into the elusive apartment, the lock turning shut once she's over the threshold as she doesn't cast you another glance, leaving you in the hall with your jaw agape and more questions than answers.

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sae needs a whine baby gf.

one who hates when he calls her an idiot, who stomps her foot and bats him away when he tries to comfort her after.

one who whines when he’s walking past and he lets his massive palm clap down onto her ass, giving her weak knees and a petulant pout from her lips.

one who whines about him being mean when he teases her for not having a single thought in her brain when doing literally anything.

one who whines when her feet hurt, so he’ll carry her around because what else does he pump arms for, if not to carry his whine bag girlfriend?

one who bats her glittery eyes at him when he says no for no reason other than just to see her eyes water and swell with tears.

one who whines about a headache when he manhandles her onto her back when he’s feeling ferocious and ready to devour her.

one who never says no to him, but will whimper about how big he is and how good he feels while he batters and tears up her pussy.

one whose tight little gash is made for his cock, and gets wet when she pleads him to stop making fun of her.

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by no means do i feel smart or creative enough for polls but once in a moon they’re fun :)

what’s your fave blurb format

one large post containing individual blurbs for each labeled character

each character gets their own post

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Voting ended onApr 26

[msbyslilbimbo]

endo and takiishi have tattoos where you kiss them the most frequently.

takiishi’s is just behind his ear, a thorned vine with roses for you to trace your lips over- a reminder of his protection of you, no matter how he may come across.

endo has a small constellation of stars on his inner right bicep, in the same place you cradle his arm when you brace against his tall frame to kiss his cheek. it's like he can feel your warm touch when his fingertips feather over the ink.

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guys since my stuff doesn’t get around as much (shadow banned????) get ready for the true nasty pieces :3

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hai hehe i just want u to know im the gooning on facetime with isagi anon, but i’m also the one who requested yukki dry humping a while back too 🤭 thank u for writing my request again!! 💗💗

OH EM GEE OF COURSEEEEEE THEYRE SO FUN im sorry im the worst and they took so long ive been slammed with life™️ BUT IM BAAAACK

[msbyslilbimbo]

gooning on facetime with isagi? 👀👀👀

omg JUST IMAGINEEEEEE your phone, propped against a stuffed puppy isagi got you one time when he was abroad, capturing your every whine and whimper of pleasure as your vibrator buzzes cruelly against your clit. you thrash, free hand slapping the bed in frustration with tears biting your waterline as your eyes screw shut, body clammy and flesh scalding to the touch, but never letting yourself reach the edge you deserve-

all the while, next to you on facetime in a city you can't mourn the distance over right now, isagi beats his dick furiously.

you hear him through the phone, yowling and groaning with the filthy sounds of slick cum being smeared against his shaft. a white ring of creaminess has frothed from the constant shifting of his wrist, squeezing the tip of his dick to squeeze every drop of cum he can to add to the wetness he jerks himself with.

there's minimal words, just grunts of hoarsed desire and shifting furniture filling the sticky air. it's not often you and isagi feed this much off of each other, one of you usually being able to assert your dominance over the other, but this time, it's fucking different.

neither of you will cum without permission of the other.

but neither of you can clear your shrouded mind long enough to form the words.

isagi's always been more vocal than you during sex, babbling words of incoherent delight and begs to please give him permission to finally reach the climax he deserves; he groans, he cries, he laughs in disbelief for your cruelty, but this time, he merely groans agonized groans and huffs of whimpers as his speed never falters.

"yoihaaa-ha!" you finally manage, back arching into a beautiful crescent as the bulb of your vibrator shifts to the underside of your clitoris, untouched by the mean buzzes until your trembling hips buck up and are suddenly enthralled with the new, exciting sensation. your wrist cramps as you force the toy further against your wet pussy, the head bullying its way between your swollen lips and sending every nerve between your hips alight.

isagi wails a moan, thumbing his slit roughly as the tip digs against the dribbling hole of his dick. stars crackle over his vision as his nails catches the mushroomed head and presses sharper in punishment- it makes his balls twitch sharply, they're so tight as he beats himself an inch of his life. his dick strains in his fist, throbbing as he starts to lose his rhythm. drool starts to trickle down the corner of his mouth, forming a pathetic little bead that slips slowly down his chin. his voice grows hoarse as his moans shift from guttural to girlish, akin to more of a shriek as he finally babbles out broken plea after broken plea to cum, he's earned it, he's a good boy, he'll do anything, he'll do anything! please just let him cum, please please-

"yes!" you scream in ecstasy, brain snapping at the prospect of cumming that you allow your prettiest boy to climax with you.

certainly didn't have to tell isagi twice, and in tandem, you both finally allow yourselves to peak, cumming hard enough to crumble. your toes curl sharply and your legs kick out furiously, heels pounding into the mattress as your body tries to ward off the continuing buzzing but your mind in search of release keeps the vibrator exactly where it belongs.

isagi fares no better, finally allowing himself the release he's anticipated. his head tosses back and forth, dick twitching in his fist as he paints his fist and tummy with jizz. his head cranes back so far it aches, sobbing pathetically into the air as his lungs beg for air he can't seem to get. his lungs burn and his voice breaks as he lets himself melt into the deepest headspace that fills his mind and allows him to rest in.

the room, once filled with moans and screams of delicious agony now falls quiet with afterglow, your chest heaving to catch breath its been deprived of. no one says anything, words being far from your mind. you paw at the vibrator to finally free yourself from its buzz, letting it go stagnant between your legs.

isagi is the first to speak, voice tense from his pleasure that still causes him to shudder. "fuck."

you chuckle weakly. with your head heavy and temples throbbing, you force it to turn towards the camera, coaxing your eyes open despite the stickiness of tears. they struggle to fixate on isagi, but once they do, your breathing finally regulates and a smile spreads across your cheeks, "yoichi..."

"i know," he says softly. "wish i was there too." his words are shaky, but they make you feel safe almost instantly. isagi's always had that effect on you. "you okay?"

you hum in affirmation. he smiles, "that's my girl."

once again, you hum, this time letting your eyes flutter shut again. "you're about to knock out," he teases. another hum from your throat. "night, princess," he whispers, letting his own eyes melt into a close.

"good morning, yoichi," you hum, voice heavy and body melting into the mattress. "tell kenyu i miss him."

"absolutely not." his voice is still shaky as the sudden realization that he, indeed, has plans with his teammate later on, and he'll have to lie about the rasp in his voice with a lame excuse of a cold and not the hour long session of edging with his fiancee. "get some rest."

you want to tease him more. truly.

but instead, your body makes the decision for you, letting you succumb to sleep with the satisfaction of knowing yoichi has a full day ahead of him and all he'll be able to think about is you.

[msbyslilbimbo]

not a fluff blog but 🥺🩷

your knuckle raps against the thick wood of the door separating you from takiishi’s room, the darkness of the night making you tighten your grip on the blanket covering your shoulders and you teeth sink into your lip. you blink, waiting obediently for him to allow permission to enter.

when it doesn’t come, your lips part just barely, ready to call out and plead to him.

“come.”

you jump at the voice but do quickly let yourself in.

takiishi’s eyes practically glow in the darkness of night, beady as they fixate on your slowly creeping frame. you whimper, toeing closer to the bed he lays in. he makes no move to invite you in, though you know from experience he won’t. you need to just work up the courage and do it yourself.

“what?” he flats, grimacing at you- he doesn't want to console you.

you swallow thickly, “i can’t sleep.”

he blinks. you gnaw your lip more. “what do you want me to do about it?”

you sigh shakily, “i… want to be here. with you.”

“why?”

you offer him a pathetic snivel, wiping your eyes with the corner of your blanket to try and combat tears, “because you’re you. you relax me… you make me feel safe, yamato is too much, he’ll want to do things and i just want to sleep-“

“fine,” he interrupts. it’s almost as if your desire for him and him alone was enough to egg him on "stop crying. come here. and leave that blanket, it's too damn itchy.”

obediently, you drop the blanket around your shoulders and scuttle to the bed. you lift the sheets and burrow in, angling your head into the pillow to greedily inhale the scent of cheap shampoo and sweat. it practically makes you purr, and when you finally look back up at takiishi, he’s merely looking back down at you. his eyes hold a fondness that you know better than to get familiar with, but you relish in for the time being. you offer him a grateful smile, and he merely lays back down against the pillows, one arm propped behind his head, the other scratching lazily at his happy trail. "you owe me one."

you shrug, "you make me feel safe."

"i shouldn't," he retorts.

you can't help but flash him a smile, "i know. but that's okay."

once again, your words make him soften slightly. his face doesn't change, but the way a sparkle lights his irises in intrigue, rather than rage.

"shut up and sleep."

you merely let your eyes flutter shut, squeezing the fluff of the pillow closer to your body, your breathing finally being able to find rhythm. your eyelids start to lull, growing heavier with every exhale. your spine shifts, your body releases its tense at the idea of takiishi being the guardian of your dreams tonight.

"can i have one kiss?" you whisper. "a kiss good night?"

"don't get greedy." you'd been prepared for that to be his answer, and in response, you chuckle through your nose and furrow back into the pillow.

only for your eyes to flutter open again as the bed creaks softly when takiishi leans over to press a peck above the structure of your brow.

"that's not where i meant."

"don't get smart."

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bf broke up with me a few days ago and now i’ve just been indulging in ur fics as copium

omg fuck him cmere baby muah muah muah

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meowww

MEOWW MEOW MEOW MEOWWWW

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when you were young, atsumu used to pull on your hair because he liked you

now, you pull on his hair because it makes him moan

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it’s missing chika hours rn and i have big girl feelings about how when he’s clingy, he never asks for it but he just takes what he needs from you.

if you’re washing the dishes, he’ll stalk behind you and bury his face in your neck, taking greedy inhales of your scent. you smile, expose more of your neck to him- only to yowl out as his teeth sink roughly into the skin.

if you’re showering, he’ll come in and either 1.) join you (doesn’t even shower. he just wants to be in there) or 2.) sit on the toilet lid and just stare at the curtain and wait for you (sometimes he doesn’t care enough to tell you he’s in there and when you turn off the shower and push open the curtain, you shriek)

if you’re curled up in bed, half asleep, he’ll merely lift you up and slip himself under you. you’ll whine and burrow closer to him, mumbling nonsense about how “you woke me up” and “‘s mean to me” and he says nothing but gently rubs his thumb over your cheek. “sorry,” is the gruff reply.

if you’ve got your arms looped around his neck, pressing kisses to his face, he’ll wrap his arms around you and just squeeze you as tight as he can, a silent expression of his adoration for you.

chika takiishi the man you are 🥺🩷

[msbyslilbimbo]

here are some fem!bllk headcanons because im so high rn

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1.) fem!sae will make you cry when she calls you an idiot, but she'll scissor you as an apology after

2.) fem!kaiser has the most wet, dribbliest, juiciest pussy; she gets so embarrassed about it when you tease her for it

3.) fem!ness squeals when she's about to cum, and she starts babbling pleas of permission

4.) fem!karasu wears vibrating panties while she eats you out so you can reward her with increasing vibrations and the sound of you screaming her name

5.) fem!yukimiya can cum just from having her erogenous zones played with. her stomach, inner thighs, feet, nipples, everywhere you can find that makes her purr can also make her cum

6.) fem!otoya wants her shit to get wrecked. she wants you to pin her down and smack her around, just so she can rile you up more by looking at you with a smirk and mumbling a swift "harder" at you

7.) fem!rin is be a fucking sassy ass pillow princess, but she looks damn good doing it

8.) fem!reo loves to be recorded. she loves the way you zoom in on her messy face when she gives you head, loves all the videos of you palming her over her bra

9.) waking up fem!nagi with head isn't enough; she needs you to eat her out until she falls asleep, too

10.) fem!chigiri loves to be spanked, but it's never actually been said; she's made it a point to moan extra loud when you spank her, and that's all the confirmation you need

11.) fem!isagi is an enigma because she loves to be overstimulated, but it turns her on so much she's never satisfied, even as her orgasms turn dry and her face is smeared with tears and her voice goes hoarse with begs and pleads for you to stop (but she never says the safeword sooo)

pls someone come talk to me about them bc im feral over them rn