Hello! Haven’t posted in a while cause life is busy and shits, but I’ve been informed by an anon that people (minors) have been sharing my works on tiktok, please DO NOT SHARE MY WORK ON TIK TOK (or anywhere else, really), I do not use tiktok and don’t really know anything about how that stuff works but I do know it’s a place filled with minors and my content is specifically stated to be FOR ADULTS, it’s not okay to be putting that in there, please don’t do this.
Please, please, please it’s incredibly uncomfortable and disheartening to hear people ignore the content warnings and not only share someone else’s content, but do so to an innapropiate audience, really really really puts a damper on my will to write.
Again, do not share my work on tiktok, websites/apps where there are minors, or anywhere else, please.
ngl latest chapter left me feeling some hard thirst for sub!Chisaki, seeing him broken, defenseless, having to follow a cute strong villain girl because he can’t do shit on his own...it makes me tingle
Tenko with a trophy wife that is the whole package: beautiful, from a well-off family, a socialite beloved by many.
Tenko who loves to parade her around like an accesory to assert dominance over other guys, specially his dad.Oh, Tenko fucking loves to take her home and watch his dad stare in disbelief how his disappointment of a son somehow got himself such a fine woman, one that he can’t help but wish he could fuck himself. Kotaro knows is wrong, but he just can’t understand what does she even see in such a mess of a human being like Tenko.
And Tenko who loves to make her wear revealing clothes around the house that he knows makes Kotaro go crazy, he makes her tease his father, flirt with him, torture him with what he can’t ever have but his unwanted son does.
Tenko who loves to take the room next to his dad’s and fuck her brains out loud enough to make sure he hears his unwanted son and the woman he lusts over having sex every night.
Tenko who just loves his trophy wife so much, as long as she is useful, and she knows this but she is okay with it because she doesn’t know any better.
Just here thinking in brat!tamer Lio who pulls you onto his lap as he sits with his legs wide spread on the couch like he always does, spanking you for interrupting his reading time and making you apologize
My favorite? Hmm...there’s just so much scumbag-ery with this man, it’s so hard to choose.
I’ll give you my top three:
Keigo fills his agency with chicks, no doubt about it. He doesn’t really sit in on the interview process, but sometimes he will, and he’ll just have this smug grin plastered on his face ‘cause ‘this one is definitely gonna’ put out.’ Likes calling you over just for the heck of it, what? He just wants to talk; how’s your weekend been? Is that a new skirt, looks really good on you, accentuates your figure. If you spew some bullshit excuse about having to get back to work cause you’re hounded with files or blah blah blah, he’ll just jerk you over onto his lap. “They must be workin’ you like a dog, huh? Man, only if you had a generous boss who could let you leave early, bet that would be nice.” And of course, he’ll always stick to his promise, but not for free. He’ll call in another intern, you’ve known her for a while, she’s nice, a shy, quiet girl like you. He tells her to come closer before he whispers into her ear: “Be a good girl, and kiss her.”
Keigo definitely has a thing for teasing, just ‘cause he can never get enough of cute girls gnawing at their bottom lip and squirming in their chairs. He likes making jokes during meetings, yes, just jokes. Don’t take them too seriously, jeez. He might interrupt your presentation and tell you to button up your blouse ‘cause ‘we can see that little pink lace peeking out.’ He says it with a smile, of course, one that doesn’t really scream concern but, ‘I’m a douchebag and I’ll make sure you know it.’ He’ll pick on you ‘cause it’s fun and he can? He heard you went on a date this past weekend through the grape vines; yeah, yeah whatever let’s skip the boring talk: “Did he take you home afterward?” You’ll answer only cause he’s your boss, but you know Keigo, when those lips start curling, it only means trouble. “Just don’t have a baby on me so soon, we can’t afford to lose you for a couple of months.” You’ll nod. “Wait, he did pull out, right?” God, why does he need to know? Why does he care? Annoying, Annoying, Annoying.
If you’re looking for more of a NSFW route: he has an ego to maintain, so he likes it pretty loud when he’s breaking your back from behind. Not the meek whimpers and stupid cries, scream out his name, beg for his cock, act like a fucking, filthy animal for all he cares, just keep moving your lips. The walls aren’t soundproof for a reason. He’ll take you right in front of the windows, where you can see most of the city. It’ll remind you that you’re not just getting railed by some random dude, no, you’re getting reamed by the number two hero, THEE number two hero. After the rendezvous, he’ll whip around and smile at the lipstick smears against the glass ‘cause tomorrow he’ll have you on your knees scrubbing it off.
In a more soft way, I am obsessed with the idea of Incel Shigaraki who completely worships the ground his egirl/alt/goth girlfriend walks on...
Shigaraki being clingy as hell because he knows the only reason you are with him is because you are one crazy bitch tbh
always wants to hold hands, wants to put his arm around you in public, gives the stink eye to all the people who oogle you
if you have an online presence, he is first to comment on your pictures or posts stuff to mark his territory and it’s so endearlingly lame and cute you don’t tell him to stop
Summary: Hawks takes a stray cat home with him. Yes, that cat is you.
warnings: dubcon, yandere hawks, misogyny, manipulation, dehumanization, literal pet play, kidnapping/abduction, mommy issues, softness but in all the wrong ways
words: 1800
He found you shivering behind a dumpster in an alley, it took him less than five minutes to track you down.
A pair of feline ears stood above your head, pointing backwards in sign of pure fright, they were the color of your hair. You stared at him with wide eyes and bared teeth, hands desperately clutching the stolen bread against your chest so hard it had become mostly wasted crumbs scattered on the ground. You pleaded, you hissed, shaking like you were going to crumble as well.
"Let me go, let me go, let me go!!!"
"Wish I could, but as you must know, stealing is a very bad thing to do, sweetheart..." He spoke casually and condescendingly, of course, someone who did not really believe in the very things he preached.
"I know...I know, I just..." You had started to cry. "I was so hungry, please, let me go..."
It was a pathetic sight, but not one Keigo hadn't already seen far too many times to count. There are people like you everywhere, he grew up with people like you, and they always end up in the same place.
It shouldn't have made a difference, you shouldn't have made a difference. But when he approached your struggling form pinned to a bricked wall by feathers, Keigo couldn't help the curiosity that made him peer at your face.
It was the curiosity that killed the cat.
"Oh?" He sounded surprised, because he was. "You are cute."
"...w-what?"
Crouching down next to you, he forcefully grabbed you by the jaw to turn your head to the side, inspecting you from different angles with a gaze of morbid curiosity.
Indeed, you were cute, extremely cute. Perhaps too cute for your own good. Was it something in your eyes? Your features? He wasn't sure, and that only intrigued him more.
Of course, you were a disheveled mess, all rags, dirt smeared on your face and bruised limbs, surely from a life living more like animal than a woman in a society that had no place for the outcasts. No, you were nothing like those women he was used to, perfect beauties and bimbos born into wealth and acceptance, instead you were just a pitiful looking thing.
And yet...you were so cute, despite of that. Or maybe because of it.
"W-What are you going to do to me?"
Keigo smiled at you, he had already made up his mind on that matter.
"What's your name?" He asked instead, purposely ignoring your question. Confused and frightened, you hesitated before answering.
His smile grew wider, feathers ruffling behind his back.
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After taking you home, the first thing he did was getting you clean.
It pleased him greatly, how you didn't put up a fight even when he ordered you to take off your rags for clothes while he prepared a warm bath for two. Perhaps you were too exhausted, maybe too afraid, or maybe it had just been that long since you were given the most basic care that, even in a situation like this, the prospect of a bath was too good not to submit to it.
"Wh...why are you doing this?" You asked meekly, as you undressed in his bathroom, under his gaze. "Are heroes even supposed to...?"
"Shhh. Don't worry your little head about that, let's just get you cleaned, alright sweetheart?"
He spoke amiably, but his eyes openly leered at the curvature of your hips, the ripe swell of your breasts and that pretty pussy covered by a patch of pubic hair (most women trim and shave these days, a shame, he preferred the natural look).
While you submerged yourself in the tub with him, Keigo eagerly scrubbed your body off all the grime and dirt. His hands eagerly explored your body, testing the softness and the suppleness of your flesh by groping it. He was hard the entire time, watching your skin become clean and soft filled him with certain satisfaction that had his cock begging for attention, wishing to be buried deep in the warmth of your tight heat, but he had to control himself for the time being.
If you noticed his erection poking at your backside, you didn't say anything, and Keigo liked that in a woman.
Keigo liked you.
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It was not like you had a home to return to, nor people waiting for you anywhere, right? There was nothing technically wrong with taking something that didn't belong to anyone, and he loved living on technicalities.
That's right, taking a little stray cat home should've been fine.
Even if you tried to claw your way away after the first day, when you realized he had no intentions on letting you go back to the streets.
"You should be grateful, don't you think?" He spoke bemused by the sight of you, curled into a ball with your tail wrapped around your body, it was cute. "You don't have to live like a stray anymore."
"B-But I'm a person, this is wrong...you just can't..."
"When was the last time anyone treated you like a person?"
Your silence in that moment sounded like the beginning of your acceptance. The despair on your face reminded him of something, or rather someone...that despair looked a lot like his mother's eyes.
He didn't want to see that look on your face.
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Keigo simply locked you in a room for a few days after that, waited until you calmed down, he figured that you just needed to get familiar with your new home, he knew that he had to be patient when it comes to adopting a new pet. He brought you presents everyday for a week, all the luxuries girls love and that he knew for a fact you never had known about: expensive clothes (tailored to his tastes), plushes, shoes, perfumes, chocolates and candy of all types.
When he found you nibbling on candy, curled up on a giant teddy bear, he knew that it was just a matter of time before you were seduced by the opportunity of living a comfortable life.
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Pretty girls had been more like a given commodity for most of his life, from A to Z he had fucked most beauties out there with a big enough names that many would been jealous of his body count, but Keigo was never one to really fawn over any of them before, he couldn't even remember the faces of more than half of them either.
But in that moment, having you nestled between his legs trying to fit his cock into your pretty mouth until your nose was buried in his pubes, Keigo felt like he was with the cutest thing in the entire fucking world, and the shit-eating grin plastered on his face showed it. You were just too adorable, trying so earnestly not to choke on the size of his fully erect length, the head already poking at the back of your throat and he hadn't even started moving yet.
"Good girl, you're doing it so well."
He flicked one of your ears with his index finger, it twitched.
Purring loudly, you tried bobbing your head as you nursed on his cock, drooling all over it in the process. It felt good, better than good, and Keigo was overcome with how beautiful you looked in that moment, and how no one would've looked at you twice before he found you.
As your mouth worked on his cock, one of your hands massaged his balls, he didn't even had to tell you to, a sign you had learned well. Soon enough he felt that pleasure getting dangerously close to reaching climax, and he made you stop. You whined, a disappointed sound being pushed away as his cock slipped out of your mouth, a trail of saliva still connecting his the head to your swollen lips.
"Don't pout at me like that, today I feel like filling you up, pussycat." He chuckled, he large palm petting the top of your head, which you were quickly nuzzling against. "Get on the bed."
Well trained as you were, you climbed onto the mattress quickly getting on all fours, and Keigo was quick to follow. Grabbing you by the hips, he pulled your round ass against his erection, your fluffy tail stood up in the air vibrating with anticipation as strong fingers pulling at your soaked pussy lips to expose your tight little hole to his hungry gaze. Purring, your back arched when Keigo slowly buried his cock into your cunt, he felt your fleshy walls stretching around him, shaping around him to his shape and girth, until he was balls deep inside.
You moaned, tightening around him with a vice grip that could've made him cum a little too soon.
"M-Master...master...please...."
"What a dirty girl, begging for cock like a whore." And he made you into that, he couldn't have been more proud. Getting you to call him your master took a little while, but damn had it been worth the wait.
Keigo started moving, thrusting his hips and pulling his cock half-way out of you before slamming back in. He watched how your cunt swallowed him hole with ease, the ripples on your ass when his hand came down to slap one of your cheeks, making you mewl like the animal you had accepted to be.
Kaigo threw his had back when he felt that climax brewing all over again, before his thrusts came to a halt as he held your hips in place. He spilled his hot cum right into you, the little entrance of your womb sucking the semen straight from his cock like your body was begging to be stuffed with it.
He pulled out his softening cock, a trail of cum dribbling down your thighs and onto the sheets. You never stopped purring.
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Keigo returned from his patrol to find you looking out of the large glass window of his bedroom. He petted your head as he approached you from behind.
"You don't miss it out there, do you?" He asked, you shook your head. Of course he knew you didn't, otherwise Keigo wouldn't allow you to approach the windows on first place.
He pulled out a rectangular box from his pocket, watched with delight the way your curious eyes stared at it, already knowing it had to be a gift for you. Keigo chuckled, you were getting very spoiled, he thought for a second, but only a second.
"I thought it was about time I got you one of these." He opened the box to reveal a pet collar with a tag showing your name engraved. "What do you think?"
The smile on your face was the sort of look he always wanted to see on it.
Your “Fatherfy” post was so incredible and the idea of trapping Dabi like that is so v good. Dabi and breeding is top tier 😌
ESPECIALLY Dabi.
This dude is gonna’ be on the couch with the liddle baby in his lap and you’re gonna stroll in with your purse slung over one shoulder and your phone in your hand. Automatically, he’s pissed off.
“‘You serious? It’s 10 o’clock? Where the fuck are you going?”
“Out.”
Just when he thought that stupid black dress couldn’t get any shorter, you’re tugging on the fabric until the hem rests right below the curve of your rear. And you have the fucking nerve to smile at him, to bat your lashes and coo over the child.
“Mommy’s going to be back soon, alright?” You place a small peck on the infant’s cheek while your manicured fingers weave through your boyfriend’s raven locks, ruffling the strands playfully. “Why are you so angry, what, you don’t want me to have fun?”
“Shut up,” he hisses. “Fun isn’t going to random bars, getting balls drunk, and hooking up with random dudes. You’ve been going out every night and I’ve been having to watch him every night.”
He’s surprised when you return home before 3, but what’s really shocking is the absence of whiskey from your breath. And for once, Dabi smiles, he won’t admit he’s been sitting for hours driving himself crazy with assumptions, but none of that matters now; he could trust you.
“Did you miss me?” You’re giggling when he attacks your red-tinted lips, his hands find their way past the black mesh and knead the flesh of your rear.
Before he can answer the faint scent of cologne catches his tongue.
