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[mysteryessayist]

˜”*°•.˜”*°• welcome to my account •°*”˜.•°*”˜

-nineteen, darkskin, haitian and congolese ☆

fanfics of all suggested characters,

but mainly:

shouta aizawa ———- i have a huge crush on him!!

kastuki bakugo

eijirou kirishima

hitoshi shinso

tenya lida

mirio togata

denki kaminari

shoto todoroki

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I’AM:

mysteryessayist

or theethiccdarkskin

or Marie

new to tumblr, let’s see how this goes…

[mysteryessayist]

new year

don’t think I’ll be back for a very long time and I hope I never am tbh. continuing writing and using tumblr as a whole is ruining my life more and more. I’ve become a slave to lust and it’s a new year, fresh chance to be free and be better and get closer with God because iam such a lukewarm Christian it’s extremely shameful. so bye, have a nice year everyone and if your struggling like me, it’s not too late to free yourself from pornography and lust, just try your best.❤️

[mysteryessayist]

────── DONT STOP. ᯓ★ˎˊ˗

Hitoshi Shinso! one shot.

“Fuck—that’s it. Take what you need, sweets. don’t stop riding till I tell you to. d’you understand?” Hitoshi groaned as he enjoyed how desperate you looked to get a release, pressing down onto his lower abdomen as you bounced on his beefy cock, pussy swallowing him whole.

“Haah—yes, daddy.” You moaned, completely under his control as your mind blanked and went fuzzy. You love it when toshi’ brainwashed you. it felt like fucking him while high or something. You loved having no choice but to fully submit to him as he rag-dolled you, listening to him grunt and moan underneath you while all you could was bounce and bounce till you went stupid.

“mhmm, you like taking this ugh dick, don’t ya? such a slut. doing whatever I tell you. Good fuck’n girl.” he growled, making you fuck him through both of your orgasms before he felt a tad bit nice. He delivered a harsh smack to your ass, waking you up from your trance, making you gasp with a breathy moan as he wrapped both arms around you, guiding you body against his as he rested one hand on your head, burying you in the crook of his neck.

“m’sorry sweetie, forgive me for bein—shit m-mean. got carried away.” He grunted in between thrusts as he pounded you mercilessly from underneath, making you cry out and whimper into his ear, juices flowing down his dick and onto his thighs. it was so fucking messy.

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guys I’ve kinda been locked in..

[mysteryessayist]

────── KATSUKI BAKUGO HEADCANNONS ⋆˚꩜｡

- Katsuki Bakugo would pretend he hated the fans comments but smirked as he saw a comment saying “i know the sex is good.” Before liking it, making the fans go crazy.

- Katsuki Bakugo was surprisingly a lover boy. Swinging by to drop off some of your favourite flowers mid-mission. He loved reserving out theme parks, skating rinks, arcades—anything, just for the two of you. He would occasionally do skincare and face-masks with you but swear to his friends he would never ever. He loved watching Horror movies but would pause it and smother you with kisses if he noticed you getting too scared or uncomfy. “we don’t have to watch it, y/n. Plus, I have a better idea anyway..” he would smirk as he tugged on your thong, letting it snap back on your skin.

- Katsuki Bakugo would ALWAYS tell the press to fuck off if they were interrupting you, like that one time you were in a private, expensive restaurant for your anniversary and he’d caught a press member in the far distance posing as a customer as he snagged pictures of you on his iPhone and had told him to fuck off.

- Katsuki Bakugo loved fucking your face. Sloppily too. He loved wiping your tears and smudged mascara as his cum spilled out the corner of your mouth, saliva dripping down your chin and all over his dick and balls. After a long day of battling villains, he looked forward to coming home and releasing all his stress in your mouth as your plump lips wrapped around his your dick.

-Katsuki Bakugo loved taking you from the back. He loved watching your ass ripple and recoil every time he tapped that ass—shit, he’d never get tired of it. Occasionally, if he was mad at you, he would pull you up to his level by your hair and whisper the most sluttiest things in your ear with each thrust. He also loves it when you ride him, groaning and smacking on your ass as you bounce on his cock. He liked missionary too, enjoying your fucked out expression as you squirmed under him, if he was really into it, he would turn it into mating press, pressing your shaking thighs towards you as he hammered at the perfect angle, bulbous tip reaching your g spot.

- Katsuki Bakugo loved you sitting on his face. He loved the taste of your arousal. “You taste so good, ma.”. He could eat you out for hours, claiming he’d die a happy man between your thighs. He loved having them around his head as he devoured you, occasionally biting and sucking them. He got so offended when you said you might hurt of suffocate him. “Do i look like a fuck’n weakling to you y/n? C’mere, put that pussy on me.”

[mysteryessayist]

────── THE BOYS GROUP CHAT. ˙⋆✮

MHA boys!

“Hanta likes what?!” You choked on your pink dango, hearing minas words.

“He said he likes tying bitches hands behind their backs and watching them suck him wit no hands, light bondage since it feels ‘kinda mean’, gagging, butt plugs and harem.” Mina said, reading a screenshot she sent to herself from eijirous phone.

Mina had gone through her boyfriend, Kirishimas, phone, coming across their boy group chat where EVERYONE talked about their sexual encounters.

“Oh my Gosh, I knew he was a slut!” you exclaimed as Mina cackled. “What else??”

“Oh, damn fren!” Mina gasped as she stared at you in abit of shock.

“W-what? Let me see—” your heart dropped as you saw your boyfriend, Hitoshis, message.

<Hitoshi🧠🧽: shit I lowk be tying y/n with my scarves Ian gon lie😂😂>

<Hanta🎞️: I fw it gng>

Fuck. This was embarrassing. You would definetly be finding a way to embarrass him in that fuckass gc later. “Don’t look at me like that! Continue reading.!” you rolled your eyes before smacking her on the arm.

“Denki likes being a bottom. No surprise. He’s a certified munch too, any girl with thick thighs and an ass WILL be sitting on his face. Immediately.” Mina snickered as she read his text word for word.

“He’s so fucking easy..” you cried, massaging your temples from how stupid he was.

“hes gonna get herpes!” Mina shook her head. She was right.

“Shoto likes temperature play and praising, he thinks missionary is the best position. he also thinks aftercare is the best part.”

“I can’t believe shotos dirty.” she gasped.

Neither could I. He looked so innocent— scared of girls even.

“Katsuki likes face fucking. No surprise there. His favourite position is doggy. He says he likes exhibitionism, like fucking on rooftops and places where he could be caught easily. For the thrill”, her brows furrowed as she scrolled down further. “That’s not all. He has a dick piercing and is into giving AND receiving pain, and also ass aswell..”

“For some reason I’m not shocked. Of course he likes giving pain.” you snickered as you said the last part.

“Izuku likes pleasuring. Someway somehow he’s a dom. he likes giving anal, toys, and.. rough sex?? That’s unexpected.” She raised a brow.

“Shinso said some more. He likes—A lot actually.” Mina gasped as she side eyed you.

“I think I would know. Just a thought tho” you smiled sarcastically as you watched her eyes widen at the long list of stuff he liked.

“Punishment?? Shibari?? Heavy bondage?? Brainwashing— how the fuck do you live..” she cried in horror.

“How do you live?? Kiri said he likes size kinks and how his dick always touches YOUR belly button while he’s in you.” you gasped, reading the messages on her phone as her face flushed.

I guess you guys were surrounded by a whole bunch of sluts besides JUST denki.

[mysteryessayist]

────── THE HERO GALA 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

aizawa shouta x thick!F!darkskin

summary: Your Husband, shota, can’t keep his hands off of you at the hero gala.

“Sensei has a wife?!!” Mina ashido gasped, shoving another piece of taiyaki in her mouth as she watched you straighten his tie before he followed behind you to talk to other heroes like a lost puppy. “Tch, I guess he does..” bakugo scoffed in amusement.

“So manly!” Kirishima cried, clutching onto his red tie as the rest of class 1A watched the way aizawa was completely infatuated with you. Who would’ve thought he was with thee lady entranta? you practically raced over to class 1A, flashing your pearly whites and dimples as aizawa sighed behind you. “Don’t scare them off , y/n.” he deadpanned. “oh please shota”, you giggled. “Hi everyone, you’ve probably seen me on tv but I’m y/n aizawa, your senseis wife!” you exclaimed, the whole of your husbands class in awe, shouting out random questions and dying for tips and tricks on how to master their abilities. Aizawa wondered why they never cooed over him like this. hmmph. benefits of having a selective narcissus quirk..

-

Aizawa found socialising extremely tiring,so that’s exactly why he remained(quietly) by your side as you engaged in incredibly boring conversations, arms tight around your waist and body pressed tightly behind yours as he stared the male hero you were talking to dead in the eyes. Realistically, he couldn’t give two fucks about this stupid gala, all heroes did was gossip about who the next number one would be or some other shit. He only cared about going home and fucking your brains out since you’d been teasing him the whole night. whispering dirty things in his ear, rolling your hips slowly against the tightness of his slacks when it was time to sit down and give toasts— since you seemed to always need to sit on his lap like the slut you were, fuck he was going to destroy you. “stop talking to him. I wanna go home, sweetheart.” he whined lowly, breath hot against your neck. he smirked as you excused yourself—well, the both of you to the nearest corner before he pranced on you like a hungry animal. Tongue down your throat, tasting every crevice and inch of your mouth and sucking on your plump lips as his large, veiny hands squeezed your ass through the thin lace you had on making a soft moan escape from your mouth. He thought you looked soooo good right now, side part crisp, wig laid, nose flared with arousal as the studs on each nostril threatened to pop out, cute little lashes and navy blue lace dress that hugged the round and plump of your ass and every other curve. However, He thought you would look even better tied up naked, or with his cum dripping all over your face as a result of his intense orgasm. Hell, you’d look even better—

“Shouta! let’s go home baby. please?” you pleaded, biting hard on your bottom lip as your ran a hand over his clothed chest. He knew that look. You were just as needy as him.

-

“Please fuck me sho!” you cried desperately, knees touching the soft carpet as he manspreaded on the couch comfortably. you had been begging him for the past fifteen minutes to touch you and he wouldn’t give in. Serves you right for acting out. you’d tried using your quick to make him give in and destroy you right then and there but he erased it. He doesn’t like ‘cheating’. “mhmm, since you begged so nicely…. Go upstairs. You know what I want.” he growled lowly before reaching down, cupping your ass as he kissed you softly. you quickly got up, practically sprinting upstairs and into your master bedroom, the scent of coffee and cinnamon intoxicating your lungs as you stepped inside. your husband had a few rules when it came to sex.

be fully naked, from head to toe and sit and wait patiently for him on the bed.

you are to always call him daddy or master, sho/shota is allowed occasionally.

remember the safe word, butternut.

don’t cum without permission.

obey unless under different circumstances.

so it was no surprise when he told you to get ready. you peeled off the thin material from your body and everything underneath it before placing it in a neat pile on the floor. you sat patiently on the bed, feeling excitement but fear at the same time. your thoughts came to a halt as you heard the creak of the door before hearing the lock click. he was naked too, hair let loose out of the lazy man bun to its natural fluffy look, bare abs and biceps on display, thick snail trail leading to his hardened nine inches, tan and veiny, pink tip flushed and leaking with pre cum. “such a good girl, waiting here patiently for me.. lucky for you, good girls get to choose their fate.” his deep voice echoed throughout the insulated room, lazy expression changing into a slight smirk. “What do you want? Spit it out darling.” he smiled softly. Cupping your jaw, forcing you to maintain eye contact. “I want you to fuck me while I’m restrained by your scarves. I want it roped tighter around my throat so you can tug on it with each thrust.” you moaned out, feeling your arousal leak onto the white sheets below. he wasn’t even shocked by your request, just amused. “slut.” he chuckled as he made his way over to the little storage box peeking out from under the bed, or what you called the treat box. You and your Husband had all types of sex toys, from coloured dildos to vibrators, handcuffs and other restraints, pretty much anything you could think of. Perks of being friends with Midnight I guess.

It never shocked you when you had found out aizawa was into stuff like this on your second date, since he tied you up all shibari style in your first sparring session, claiming it was a coincidence. you snapped back to reality as the sound of rustling came to a stop. He held up his scarves in one hand with a few other items in the other, you couldn’t really see what tho. “Spread your legs and hold them open. Don’t touch me until I tell you to, is that understood?” He asked. “Yes daddy.” you obeyed, wasting no time to spread your legs wide, gasping as the cold air hit you drenched pussy. “mhmm, your so wet sweetheart.”, he cooed, dragging his finger across your sticky slit. A sweet breathy moan escaped your mouth as your muscles tensed. “mmm— is H-Hitoshi Ah home?” you whimpered , feeling his fingers drag over your wet cunt. “Who the fuck gave you permission to speak?”, he growled, smacking your clit, making you grunt in shock, “He’s on his way to the gala, don’t worry about him, shit— worry about the mess your making on my fingers. You seem to have forgotten who’s in charge. Don’t worry, I’ll fuck the sense back into you, kitten.” he cried, rubbing your juices all over your clit before plopping two fingers deep inside your heat making you cry out. He pulled out his fingers, sucking them clean, groaning at the taste.he wasted no time before full on devouring you, sucking on your big clit as he pumped 3 fingers into your tight soaked hole. He groaned into your wet slippery pussy, sucking your slick off of your clit before spitting it back on and spreading it all over. The sounds of your pornographic moans emitted through the entire room alongside with shotas grunts and groans. “Ohh! don’t stop daddy— please! ugh m’gonna cum! please let me cum daddy!” you babbled endlessly, feeling your orgasm on the tip of your tongue. “No.” he mumbled against your clit, digging deeper into it making it even harder for you to keep your legs up.

shlick shlick shlick

was the only audible noise in your room, other than both of your groans atleast. “Oh fuck!! m’gonna—” you were cut off by your own moans, choking on them as your cum spewed out of you, making aizawa pull away from you and plop his fingers out. “Who the fuck gave you permission to cum, hmm?” he growled, yanking you hair, pulling you up to your knees as they shook against the fluffy sheets. “S-shit..I’m sorry Master, please—” your words were cut short as he grabbed your waist, throwing you around onto your stomach and shoving your head down into the sheets as your ass remained tooted in the air, cum dripping down your thighs. You smelt the familiar smell of the strawberry lube he liked before you felt the coldness of the gel being smeared on and inside your asshole making you gasp in shock. You choked on a moan as you felt the coldness of a…. butt plug..? fill your hole. You winced as he delivered a harsh smack to your plump ass. You knew he was loving this. “Did I “, SMACK “fucking tell you to”, SMACK “cum?”, SMACK ,each smack getting harder, voice laced with hypocrisy as he had already came from the sound of your moans ages ago. “no! I’m sorry sho—”, SMACK “I-I’m sorry master.” you moaned, biting down hard on your lip as you tried your best not cum again from the burning sensations on you ass cheeks”. “that’s it sweetheart, discipline.” he hummed in approval, reaching over you to grab his scarves, watching how your ass jiggled as your thighs shook. He loved this position. He loved seeing your toned back stretched out across the bed, loved your butt rippling and bouncing everytime he tapped that ass. He couldn’t help but smack it one last time as he bit down hard on his lip. “Ass sooo fuckin’ fat. mmhm, thats ‘yer new nickname. ‘fats’. you like it?” he groaned, words getting sloppy and slutty as he teased you while he tied you up like you’d requested, arms behind your back with a piece of his scarf dangling from your neck for him to tug on. “You Okay fats? can I fuck you?” he grunted impatiently. “Pleaseee fuck me daddy!” You cried out like a whore. He slid his throbbing pink tip between your folds before quickly shoving his 9 inches into you, stopping as soon as his balls slapped against you clit and the both of you were moaning messes.

The way he was fucking you was evil, skin smacking emitting throughout the humid room alongside his deep, slutty grunts and praises and sounds you made that couldn’t even be described as moans anymore, just uncontrollable, lewd grunts and moans. He tugged on the scarf around your neck with each merciless thrust, knocking the drool further out your mouth with each one. It was endless, pound after pound, moan after moan, it was so good. His fat tip hammered at your g spot continuously as he watched you crumble even more, your cream painting his dick white as the rest of your juices splattered all over his pelvis with each heavy thrust. You knew he looked amazing right now, biceps flexing as he gripped onto his scarf with all his might, eyes rolling to the back of his skull as beads of sweat dripped down his sculpted body and forehead. “That’s it, fats, you take this cock sooo well haah— im allll fuckin’ yours.” he grunted, smacking your ass repetitively with his free hand like it was muscle memory. You were practically screaming at the top your lungs, begging, crying, whining, drooling, everything. He had you completely dick drunk, tears spilling out of your beautiful big eyes as you felt your orgasm approach you. “Ohh yes!yes!yes! right fuckin’ there shota— pleaseee let me cum.” you babbled, completely brainwashed by him. “Cum” he moaned before he felt himself release too, filling you up with his hot cum. You came.

You came when you rode him after that too, your sappy pussy swallowing him whole as you bounced on him, tits bouncing alongside with you.

You also came when he fucked your face mercilessly whilst wiping your tears away.

And also when he fucked you against the wall, your legs wrapping around him for dear life.

-

You must’ve passed out long enough for hitoshi to get back from the gala since you could hear him and aizawa shouting from the living room. They must’ve been on the game.

You were dressed in some plaid pijama pants and a baggy hoodie. You made your way down stairs, wincing with each step you took as you saw your adoptive son and husband fiddling with their stupid controllers with their eyes glued to the tv. Hitoshi quickly paused the game as he smiled softly at you “hey mom. Dad told me you got sick and you were really tired. You ok?” he explained. “i guess. are you ok toshi? How was the gala?” You smiled lovingly, pecking his face and ruffling his hair as he groaned before giving shota a peck too. “The little shit has a girlfriend” shota mumbled as he ruffled toshis hair, fat smirk plastered on his face as he did so. You cooed, squishing your son’s cheeks as your never ending questions began, flustering him a bit too much.

“Is she black??”

“What’s her quirk??!”

“Have you told her your mom can fight??”

—

THE END.

ending with a little family fluff😁

NOT PROOFREAD!,

[mysteryessayist]

new theme!!

aizawa fic coming out in the hour or so🥹

[mysteryessayist]

has anyone made a fic of aizawa and a black y/n or do I have to make another one????🫩

make one

pls

don’t.

Voting ended onDec 26, 2025

[mysteryessayist]

wedding nerves.

onyankopon!

your eyes welled up as they darted anywhere but your husband right infront of you. the priest’s words faded out into the background, before he cupped your face, focusing your attention back on him, his sculpted, sharp jaw, his crisp line up, the way he stared into your soul as he licked and bit his lower lip. “I got you mama.” he whispered, gently removing his hand off your cheeks before giving my hand a squeeze.

-

“Fuuuck I got you mama—let it alll out.” he groaned, thrusting deeper into your wet,greedy cunt as it squelched with each thrust. he reached down, cupping your face, forcing you to watch him fuck you as your cries and moans grew louder. He rubbed on your clit with the swift motion of his thumb as he continued sliding in and out of your sweet hole..

oneshot cz I js thought of it nd im bored🥹

[mysteryessayist]

Your Husband clarkkent! Is mad at you.

Pairings— clarkkent! X thick!brownskin

plot is quite long, bare with

clark was mad at you. You were mad at Clark.inconsistent, missing dates he planned continuously with the shitty excuse of him “saving the world”, and he could never make time for you. It was always: the city needs him or he was busy being overly protective over Christian, our 2 year old son. But that still couldn’t explain why he felt so comfortable wrapping his hands around your waist while you were trying to wipe down the counters, as if you were on good terms.

“don’t annoy me.” you kissed your teeth, feeling his hot breath against your neck. “I can’t love on my wife no more?” he sighed, as you shrugged him off before running his hand through his thick, dark curls. You threw the cloth on the counter in frustration as you turned to face him.

“honestly, no. you come home late as fuck because your busy saving the world, your always mad at me, you barely give me attention and you’ve been stupidly inconsistent. we sleep on two different sides of the bed..we literally haven’t had sex in MONTHS— ugh! fuck clark!”

———

“ughh—fuuuck Clark!” You moaned, mouth agape as you grasped at his muscly arm wrapped around your neck, flexing with each merciless thrust he gave you. your breasts squished against the edge of the counter as they practically spilled out of the v neck tank top. he groaned quietly into your neck, his hips snapping against your ass with increasing urgency. “Your so fuckin’ pretty like this.” He panted, one of his large hands squeezing your breast roughly through your tank top while his available arm wrapped around your neck slightly tighter, pulling you back onto his thick, lengthy cock. He removed his hand from your hard nipple before reaching around to grab your hair, gently but firmly pulling your head back as he continued to pound into you. The counter shook with each thrust, your tank top riding up, exposing your stomach and the undersides of your breasts. “oh shiit.” He whispered harshly in your ear, the sound of your round ass cheeks slapping against his pelvis. Both your contrasting moans echoed throughout the whole kitchen as your drool began seeping onto his thick bicep. He watched as your creamy, tight hole left rings of cum at the base of his veiny white cock, making him twitch inside your sweet sappy pussy. You felt his thick, long dick hit your g spot as your legs began trembling against the edge of the countertop. You leaned your forehead against the cool marble, almost choking yourself from pressing down so hard into his arm. his heavy balls slapped against your clit with each thrust. You could hear his wet, sloppy noises echoing throughout the kitchen as he pounded into you, his thick fingers digging into your thick hips. You reach down to stretch your plump cheeks wider, allowing him deeper access. His thick dick stretched your pussy wider with each dragged out pound. “haah! Right there clark—don’t agh stop!” you cried out, scratching against the marble counter as you felt his arm move from wry your throat before delivering a few smacks to your ass. “aghh fuck— Your such a ngh slut…begging me to f-fuck you.” he groaned, low and rough in your ear, glasses fogging up with each ragged breath he took. “ughn! I missed this so fuckin’ ohh much clark!” you blabbered, tears spilling from your doe eyes as you felt a knot form in your stomach, a familiar feeling you haven’t felt in a long time. “God— take that dick, don’t your dare fuckin’ shiitt stop.” he moaned, feeling you bounce your fat ass back onto the base of his meaty cock. He watched as your ass rippled everytime it hit his hips, making his moans just as slutty and nasty as yours. “ohh yes-yes-yes! I’m gonna cum” your managed to get out, making the most pornographic noises as you felt his hot seed in your stomach, filling you all the way up as it began trickling down your thigh. The both of you panted heavily, body’s sweaty and stuck together as he leaned in to kiss you but, you were interupted by the sound of sudden crying. Christian. you whimpered, feeling him drag his dick out of your tight little hole before quickly slipping your shorts back on as you scrambled upstairs.

—————

7 months later.

your smeared the purple paint all over your hands before stamping it onto your white shirt, placing each one on your baby bump. Your husband, clarkkent! did the same in a different spot with blue paint and Christian followed after with green. His tiny hands clapped together in excitement. “mommy’s pregnant!!” he giggled, jumping up and down.

you were pregnant.

and happy!

not proof read I cba

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Voting ended onOct 14, 2025

[mysteryessayist]

decisionss. Ive been so busy bro 🔫

who’s nextt

Clark Kent?

eren

Voting ended onSep 24, 2025

I highkey wanna do clark but let’s see what the vote says

[mysteryessayist]

TW.

can we all agree people who enjoy writing and reading incest are fucking weirdos.

update: deleting the content and tags because my notifications are through the flipping roof✌️🥹

[mysteryessayist]

Your childhood rival, Aizawa!, “Hates” you.

Pairings — Aizawa! x thick!brownskin fem.

Aizawa! “hates” you. He’s “hated” you since you were teens fighting for the top spot. He hates your our beautiful brown skin, the way your fat ass bounced in your tight costume, how sexy you sounded cussing him out and how your scent of vanilla and cocoa butter lingered.

That still didn’t explain why your back slammed against the rack of supplies with each rough thrust he gave you, making your legs wrap around him tighter as you scratched on his tacky costume, within your second week of teaching at U.A.

“Oh, f-fuuck!” you moaned helplessly as he groaned in your ear, squeezing you tighter against him as he threw his head back in pleasure. He sure was fucking you like he hated you. “Shut the fuck up and ugh take it. This what you wanted, huh? slut. you’ve been haah— teasing me ever since you got here.” He growled, hot breath against your neck and he slammed into you once again, his balls smacking against your ass as your moaned louder. The shelf creaked loudly each time your back slammed against it as random pens and highlighters threatened to spill out of it. your cries and pants clashed with his deep grunts as he shifted a hand down to squeeze your ass as he continuously rammed into your slick, warm walls. “oh gosh— shouta!” you whined, scratching at him harder as your tight pussy tightened around his veiny cock, trying to milk him dry. He let out a shaky moan before squishing your ass cheek harder and plunging deep into you once again. “shit— I hate you so much!” you panted helplessly, your body clearly betraying you. “Your pussy doesn’t nghh s-sweetheart. Greedy little hole.” He growled lowly, words shattering your walls and ego, but also adding to the slickness of your shiny cunt.

Aizawa! Grips your face, thumb digging into your cheek as he stared deep into your brown orbs, daring you to look, away. You panted heavily as the messiest moans flew out your mouth. Your hips bucked against his pelvis making his bulbous, throbbing tip nudge your cervix leaving you moaning uncontrollably. His pale, thick eight— no, ten inched dick got wetter each time your greedy, tight hole sucked him in, your cream painting his cock with each pump. He buried his head in the crook of your neck before ramming into you continuously make your cry out as he let out the sluttiest groans in your ear. “yes-yes-yes! right ‘fuckin t-there sho!” You whined as you felt him dig at your sweet spot almost making you release right there. Your drenched pussy squelched with each thrust as some of your slick splattered all over his thighs. “I’m going to fucking ngh break you— nobody ‘ll ever f-fuck you like this, sweetheart.” he growled low and shaky in your ear as he had to stop himself from cumming right there at the sight of your beautiful fucked out face. he locked his pink lips with yours, kiss messy and desperate, swallowing eachothers moans and cries. “ooohh shit haah—I needa cum” You howled as your felt the knot in your stomach release as you let out a dragged moan, eyes nearly rolling to the back of your skull. “shiiiit, ‘m cummin’ sweetheart.” he roared as you felt his length twitch inside of you before his hot cum shot deep inside your womb as you whimpered in response.

——————-

2 years of marriage and a baby later..

Aizawa! tickled you and pecked your face as you rolled around in the fluffy, extra comfy king sized bed, in attempt to escape him. “Cmon, ma. Just a taste?” he pleaded as he stopped tickling you before pulling at your thong, letting it snap back harshly on your skin with each tug…

who would’ve thought you guys ‘hated’ eachother a few years ago.

..

who’s next

toji

eren

Voting ended onSep 17, 2025

[mysteryessayist]

Your husband, Kirishima! loves how thick you’ve gotten after giving him his first child..

Pairings- Kirishima! x freckled+ginger+ thicklightskin!fem.

You were on a picnic with your Husband, kirishima!, in a very secluded area, when he noticed how thick you got after childbirth.

“Shit, ma. When’d you get all this?” he smirked deviously, as he slid his hands up your yellow ruffled sundress and fondled with your ass cheeks while you layed flat on your stomach on the white picnic towel, scanning through a book carefully. “Mmm, kiri! I’m reading..” you groaned…., secretly wanting him to touch you more. “What? I can’t love on my wife? c’mere.” he grunted as he pulled on my legs, book slipping out my hands as he rubbed on the slightly damp spot forming on my pink thong making me moan slightly before he flipped me over on my back, ginger braids splattered across the towel and grass as he rested one knee in between my thighs, applying pressure against my clothed pussy. “Let me take care of you baby. Relax.” he muttered into your neck before pressing a wet kiss against your plump lips, sticking his tongue into your mouth before intertwining it with yours, wrapping his hand around your throat as he pulled you into the most slutty makeout making soft moans fly out of your mouth. He sucked and nibbled against your neck before moving his head in between your legs, spreading them wide open before biting your soaked thong off, throwing it somewhere on the grass. “We have to mhmm be quiet.. we’re in p-public” you practically slurred as you felt the heat from his face radiating onto your glistening cunt.

He parted your folds with his two fingers, groaning at how soaked your pink pussy was before dragging his tongue up your slit. He sucked slowly at your clit, feeling himself get harder from the taste of you and your sweet cries. “fuck, pebble. You taste amazing.” He grunted into your slippery pussy before sucking on your clit faster like a hungry dog, desperate to please you. “shiiit, keep going baby.” You cried, pushing his head down into your pussy as you began grinding into his mouth making him growl at your eagerness. He slipped two fingers into your sweet,warm and wet walls, curling his fingers upwards as he started flicking your clit with his soft tongue, making you cry out in pleasure. He plunged his fingers deeper as he removed his tongue from your clit before biting and sucking your thighs. He was obsessed with how thick you’ve gotten. He slipped in a third finger as tears slid down your cheeks, moans clashing with the sound of twigs snapping under the towel. Your gripped his red locs before massaging his scalp making kirishima! Damn near cum in his pants. “yesss— shit kiri I’m gonna cum, ugh~”. and you did. over and over again on his tongue until he had enough teasing you and fucked you against a tree.

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You winced, rolling your eyes as your rubbed some hand cream on your palms. “I have splinters and grazes ‘cuz of you.” You whined as you smacked his hand off your waist . “I’m sorry baby, I couldn’t help myself” kirishima! Chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Not when you got all this ass..” he flashed a toothy grin before delivering a smack to your ass, watching as it jiggled in his palm.

blessing you guys with an aizawa one soon.. did we like(lowk a short one today)

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Voting ended onSep 4, 2025

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nerd!jo thinks your pussy is worth getting an ‘F’ in Mrs Clark’s essay.

pairings — nerd!jo x thick darkskin!fem

Mrs Clark’s assignment was due tomorrow, yet still textbooks clattered on the floor as you clung onto the bed sheets and crumpled up paper for support. You were mid study session, but nerd!jo seeing you in those tiny plaid shorts that clung onto your round ass, and the way your little shirt rode up each time you reached for a highlighter at the edge of the bed was enough to make his cheeks flush as he stumbled on his words.

he could cry at the sight of his veiny, pale dick being swallowed by the warmth and slick of your fat pussy, or the sound of your cunt squelching as he struggled to keep pounding you without cumming right there. “f-fuuuck, you feel soo good—” he groaned as he tightened his grip on your waist, eyeing your perfect arch, plump ass all propped up for him as your dark thick curls splattered across the notebooks and highlighters, broken hairband rolling around on the sheets somewhere. “mmph— your so big ‘toru!” You moaned into the sheets as you felt his ruby red tip poke at your cervix every time he rammed into your tight, leaking hole. Your full tits bounced in the useless baby tee with each reckless thrust nerd!jo gave you as the creaking bed covered with his star wars sheets threatened to break. “Hah— yeah? You like the way I shove this fat cock into your ngh fat p-pussy?” He grunted as he squeezed a handful of your ass, gripping onto it for support as the half of flesh spilled out of his palm. Your moans and whimpers wrestled with sound of skin on skin clapping that sounded throughout his room. Your precious moans and cries got louder as he began grinding his hips into you, delivering a few smacks to your ass cheeks before spreading your cheeks far apart. His glasses fogged up from his ragged pants but it made him fuck you even harder, squinting with precision as he was desperate to see your fat ass ripple and recoil with each merciless thrust. “Ohhh, yes! right there toru nghh baby right there!” You moaned and shook desperately as he hammered your g spot, whimpering and groaning alongside you, mumbling to himself “don’t cum, don’t cum shit! DONT cum”. ‘Toru was a groaning mess as he shoved your head into the textbook beneath you, watching as you tears soaked your printed essay that was covered with drool and sweat.

nerd!jo grabbed the back of your neck, biceps flexing as he shoved your body down, puming into you harder. His platinum locks stuck to his forehead as sweat trickled down his jaw and his toned figure. He bit down hard onto his lip, watching the way your thighs jiggled each time your dangerous pussy sucked him in over and over again. Your cream started to make a ring at the base of his dick as you made the most pornographic noises that clashed with the sound of his balls slapping against your cheeks and his deep groans. “Satoru— it’s too ‘fuckin much— haah!” You gasped as you felt a fat knot forming in your stomach as your body began tensing up. nerd!jo whimpered at the feeling of your sappy, sweet walls clenching around him before he had an.. idea? “shiiiit— t-throw it back!” he cried as he buried his cock deep inside you and stopped moving.

“wha-”

“Please, dont make me repeat myself.”

You gripped hard onto the sheets before smacking your ass back into his pelvis continuously, swallowing his dick deeper than he could even handle. His thick cock stretched you wider, making your breath hitch every time your pussy hit the base of his dick. He’s twitching and shaking inside of you as he puts one hand on you waist, guiding you as you slammed back onto him harder and harder making pathetic noises leave the both of your mouths. nerd!jo almost cums right there at the sight of you desperate for a release, fucking him hard as your little body shook underneath him. “Lord.. dont stop baby, who’s my g-good girl?” he croaked out as his eyebrows furrowed, his release so close. “ughh me, daddy! fuuckk I’m gonna ahh— cum!” You whined and moaned helplessly as you came, tension releasing throughout your body as your eyes rolled rolled back. “shit! atta ‘fuckin girl.. I’m cumming—” nerd!jo whimpered, voice cracking as he came deep inside you, pumping his hot nut deep inside you as he panted heavily.

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“It’s ok baby, it’s one assignment. I’m sure we’ll do better on the next one..” nerd!jo sighed, pecking your cheek and wrapping his arm tighter around you as he took another bite into his cheeseburger, eyeing you as you pouted, staring at the burgee before taking another sad bite before frowning.

“I’m never studying with you again.” she whined.

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(Not proof read)

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Voting ended onAug 30, 2025