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[soulsberry]

𐙚₊˚⊹welcy | MDNI ꒱ ₊˚⊹ ᰔ.

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hihi!! i'm soulie, please beware that this is a blog that posts nsfw content, minors please dni !1!

i'll be posting all of my first fic drafts here that'll be lengthened and moved later to ao3!!

[soulsberry]

hiya my lovely wonderful followers, im moving all of my fic stuff from my sfw tumblr over here and making this my permanent fic blog!! if you'd like to follow along for my art stuff head over to @zmboroki :D if you have any questions dm me or send a request! my request box is always open on both accounts and im doing my best to get around to all of them!

[soulsberry]

wip guys... should i start posting more art here

tumblr ruins my quality so much.

[soulsberry]

chat okay wtf do i do now mha is over 💔💔 watching katsuki cry like that was lowkey so fucking disheartening but whatever ig fuck you horikoshi 🥀🥀🥀 every animator at bones studio is going to have to fight me bro

[soulsberry]

okay guys i uhhhh ill post more ficlets soon i promise

[soulsberry]

HI!! This isn't really a request, but I'm wondering if you'll still post the dacryphilia containing katsuki on your kinktober? If not, its fine!!! Also, I love your fanfics!!

゛Tear Fall - Kinktober Day 14 - Katsuki Bakugo ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

Dacryphilia - 1.5k words

⤷ Being all overwhelmed and watching your tears and whines spill out was one of Katsuki's favorite things in the entire world.

Not beta read! All mistakes are faults of my own!

Before you had even begun to sit up the door clicked open and you heard him blabbing off loudly into his com mic before you heard his footsteps on the entryway rug. You had been lying on the couch all day, watching some corny romcom–well, watching was an overstatement, you were really just resting your eyes. 

You tried your best to pretend you weren’t waiting for him to get home, but you totally were. It had been such a long day of him gone away at work, on patrols, working with everyone else for more than twelve hours. 

“No, I told you not to print them until tomorrow, you dipshit doofus,” he had been going back and forth with one of his agency assistants for the entire ride home and it was really starting to piss him off. “No, no, no! Listen, shitface, put them on my desk, not in the drawer its fuckin’ locked.” 

The moment his voice flowed into your ears and filled the apartment, your stomach clenched and twisted as heat pooled between your thighs. You just couldn’t help it; the sound of him winding down, the way his voice still sounded angry but not at you. He softened when he was around you and the thought of that made your pulse quicken. 

He all but gracefully stomped into the living room, tossing his earpiece onto the counter as he passed by. Before he even said anything, he fished around in his cargo pants pocket for his hearing aid and clicked it in place. “Hi, hun,” he said, throwing himself down onto the couch with a heavy and gruff groan. He leaned back in place, throwing his head over the back of the couch as his shoulders began sagging from exhaustion. 

“Hey, Kats,” you whispered, sort of. You couldn’t help but keep your eyes off him, just watching the pacing of his breathing had you all hot and bothered to the point you couldn’t think straight. 

He sat up a little, reaching out to cup the side of your face with his one ungloved hand. His thumb lingered for a moment as he inched closer. “Been waitin’ on me long?” You shook your head no–even if you had been waiting for more than half the damn day. But truly, it didn’t matter when you got Katsuki Bakugo–the extravagant G.E.M.G. Dynamite–all to yourself at the end of the day. 

He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, his piercing red eyes beaming down into yours as he slid his hand down the side of your neck.”You look…” you cleared your throat, “nice,” you muttered, however he knew that. He knew he was one of the sexist guys in the hero ranks and he flaunted the fuck out of that fact. 

All he did was smile a little–more a smirk than anything–and dropped his hand to settle lightly over your hips. “Oh? Thanks, sweetness,” he had noticed how antsy you were getting and chuckled. “Relax, sweetheart. You were good while I was gone, no?” 

Before you could even answer, he was already on you. Pressing you gently but firmly nonetheless into the couch, his lips and sharp canines finding your neck in rough kisses. His hands were possessive with the way he touched you, hands roughly gripping your hips and tugging you closer as he ground against your heat with his throbbing hard on. Your breath hitched at the sudden friction, tears already pricking the corners of your eyes from the overwhelming sensation.

“Shh,” he muttered, continuing the dry hump you, pressing a finger to your lips as you whined. “You’re good, I’ve gotcha.” His lips gently ghosted over your briefly, teeth catching on your lower lip. He pulled his gloved hand up towards his mouth and bit his glove off, shoving his now bare hand between your thighs. 

The sob that slipped out when you gasped wasn’t planned at all. Your back arched right up into Katsuki’s touch, heat pooling and muscles trembling. “Kats–I… ah!” You hadn’t wanted to cry, but the simple friction he was creating between you two was so overstimulatingly good, and the weight of him was just enough to keep you going as he slid his fingers down past the elastic waist band of your panties. 

He gently rocked his rough and calloused fingers right up into your wet slick, thrusting them in and out at such a delicious pace it made it almost impossible for you to hold back any other sounds that poured out from your lips. 

He froze for a moment as your second round of whines and cries, the only sound being his and your breathing. “Fuck, look at you,” he said, smiling once more, eyes set low and right on yours. “Whinin’ for me and I’ve barely even touched you.” 

Your hands roughly and oh so tightly gripped the edge and armrest of the couch as he continued to work you open with his fingers, curling and pressing against that sensitive spot of yours with such deliberate roughness that sent you jerking your hips upwards every time he did so. Each and every thrust of his thick digits sent shivers racing down and right back up your spine, thighs trembling, hips lifting involuntarily. 

It was a fuckin’ sight to see and one Katsuki could definitely get himself of to. Seeing you all overstimulated and misty eyed is exactly what he looked for when he was trying to get you nice and riled up for dick. 

You clutched at his shoulders, teeth digging so hard into your lower lip you might’ve broken skin trying to stifle your screams, but your gasps and whines continued to spill out regardless. He noticed every single little sound you made, every tremor, and it only made him want to push you closer and closer to the edge. 

“Look at me,” he ordered, and you did. Not like you had much of a choice not to. He pulled his fingers free from your slickness and gripped your jaw with his other hand as he forced his slicked up fingers right past your lips and to the back of your throat, making you gag. “Thaaaat’s it, beg for it. Cry for it.” If you wanted something, he definitely wasn’t going to take the opportunity to not make you beg. 

Your back arched right up into him again, whining at the absence his fingers left that was soon replaced by his hot and heavy length as he freed it from his boxer that had long grown way too tight. Desperate for more you pushed yourself down, letting Katsuki earn yet another whine from you. 

“Uh huh, greedy tonight are we?” He pressed a thumb to your clit and moved it in maddeningly slow circles, sliding himself in and out of your in perfect tandem rhythm, hitting each and every already overstimulated and hypersensitive spot. “Gonna cum, aren’t ya?” 

You nodded vigorously, pushing your hips down onto him to try and get every inch that you could. “Yeah–oh God, yes…” your voice broke as your body shuttered around him, toes curling and back arching up again. “Can’t–Katsuki I can’t–”

“Can.” He interrupted, pressed several rough kisses to the side of your head and continued to rub his fingers over your clit. All he wanted was for this overstimulation to get to your head and make your tears finally spill over, and soon enough? That’s exactly what happened. “There you go, let it out sweetheart, no use in fightin’ it.” 

You gasped in a breath that was barely even that, tears had long mixed with your moans as your orgasm ripped right through you, full and overwhelming to the fullest. Your fingers were right back up in his hair as your body shook uncontrollably. 

Not once did he pull back, he held onto you tightly, continuing to grind up into you whilst being buried to the absolute hilt inside. He kept going–not for his own pleasure, but to force out every sob that kept catching in your throat. 

Even as your body started to calm down, your sore and tight cunt continued to squeeze around him until his warm, sticky rush of his sputtered out inside of you. Your entire body was so sensitive from the overstimulation, that even breathing felt like it would send you into another orgasm. 

Finally, after taking one of his hands and gently wiping your tears away and pressing kisses to your flushed cheeks and warm forehead, he cradled your face and gently pulled out, still pressing most of his body weight into you. 

“You’re okay, I promise,” you hiccuped, trembling there under him as any reminisce of tears mixed with the sweat that had built up on your forehead. Even as your sobs subsided, the image and memory of him pushing you so far to the edge, of crying and being oh so helplessly fucked senseless, left the both of you panting–and him, still hard against your heat. 

@soulsberry's,,, DO NOT REPOST, STEAL, OR TRANSLATE

◜　 ♡ॱ𓏽　　Ack!! Sososososooo super sorry for not posting, I think for any prompt lists I have I'll start posting on a request basis for most of them since its hard for me to just write without knowing someone wants it! So if theres anything you'd like to see thats on my list be sure to take a look at it!

[inumaxki]

OH MY FOSH IT CAME YAAAYYYY IM SO HAPPY THIS IS SO YUMMY OH MY GOSH MY FIRST ASK SUCEEDED

[soulsberry]

SO HAPPY YOU ENJOYED IT!! i was SO worried that it wouldnt be good because ive never written anything dacryphilia related but im super happy you enjoyed it !!

[soulsberry]

katsuki drabble

Katsuki "G.E.M.G. Dynamite" Bakugo, is a fucking cuck. 

No surprise though, however hearing him ask if you were okay having four different dicks in you in one night was definitely a conversation you weren't ready for as you were stuffing your face with a donut.

He had just walked back inside, placing his keys into the bowl near the front door. In one hand was a small papercup from the bakery down the street, walking distance. Yeah, sure–he could've made his own coffee at home. He could always make coffee at home, but he enjoyed the small shop, supporting small businesses was always a thing of his–a guilty pleasure he'd never admit to anyone aloud.

He sets the cup on the counter as your shoving your second donut past your teeth and take a huge bite.

"I've got a proposal."

You didn't look up as you spoke around your half-chewed bite. "If it involves me getting up before noon during my week off, the answer's no."

"S'not really work, more like... logistics." He leaned over the counter and took a sip from his cup. Black coffee, he didn't like sugary things.

He was talking as if just about groceries or something, serious but not like work serious. "So," he says, taking one more drawn out sip, "how'd you feel about four guys in one night?"

You pause, blink a few times and turn to face him. "Sorry–what?"

"Like–consensual. Just a few friends, people you know. Just an idea I've had."

"What the fuck kinda cuck asks that kinda question over breakfast?

[soulsberry]

my list from best to worst for the new xlov album:

Dirty Baby

Rizz

Drip Drip

Biii:-P

Scent

HUGEEEEE WALLL

Kiss and say goodbye

[soulsberry]

HI!! This isn't really a request, but I'm wondering if you'll still post the dacryphilia containing katsuki on your kinktober? If not, its fine!!! Also, I love your fanfics!!

゛Tear Fall - Kinktober Day 14 - Katsuki Bakugo ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

Dacryphilia - 1.5k words

⤷ Being all overwhelmed and watching your tears and whines spill out was one of Katsuki's favorite things in the entire world.

Not beta read! All mistakes are faults of my own!

Before you had even begun to sit up the door clicked open and you heard him blabbing off loudly into his com mic before you heard his footsteps on the entryway rug. You had been lying on the couch all day, watching some corny romcom–well, watching was an overstatement, you were really just resting your eyes. 

You tried your best to pretend you weren’t waiting for him to get home, but you totally were. It had been such a long day of him gone away at work, on patrols, working with everyone else for more than twelve hours. 

“No, I told you not to print them until tomorrow, you dipshit doofus,” he had been going back and forth with one of his agency assistants for the entire ride home and it was really starting to piss him off. “No, no, no! Listen, shitface, put them on my desk, not in the drawer its fuckin’ locked.” 

The moment his voice flowed into your ears and filled the apartment, your stomach clenched and twisted as heat pooled between your thighs. You just couldn’t help it; the sound of him winding down, the way his voice still sounded angry but not at you. He softened when he was around you and the thought of that made your pulse quicken. 

He all but gracefully stomped into the living room, tossing his earpiece onto the counter as he passed by. Before he even said anything, he fished around in his cargo pants pocket for his hearing aid and clicked it in place. “Hi, hun,” he said, throwing himself down onto the couch with a heavy and gruff groan. He leaned back in place, throwing his head over the back of the couch as his shoulders began sagging from exhaustion. 

“Hey, Kats,” you whispered, sort of. You couldn’t help but keep your eyes off him, just watching the pacing of his breathing had you all hot and bothered to the point you couldn’t think straight. 

He sat up a little, reaching out to cup the side of your face with his one ungloved hand. His thumb lingered for a moment as he inched closer. “Been waitin’ on me long?” You shook your head no–even if you had been waiting for more than half the damn day. But truly, it didn’t matter when you got Katsuki Bakugo–the extravagant G.E.M.G. Dynamite–all to yourself at the end of the day. 

He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, his piercing red eyes beaming down into yours as he slid his hand down the side of your neck.”You look…” you cleared your throat, “nice,” you muttered, however he knew that. He knew he was one of the sexist guys in the hero ranks and he flaunted the fuck out of that fact. 

All he did was smile a little–more a smirk than anything–and dropped his hand to settle lightly over your hips. “Oh? Thanks, sweetness,” he had noticed how antsy you were getting and chuckled. “Relax, sweetheart. You were good while I was gone, no?” 

Before you could even answer, he was already on you. Pressing you gently but firmly nonetheless into the couch, his lips and sharp canines finding your neck in rough kisses. His hands were possessive with the way he touched you, hands roughly gripping your hips and tugging you closer as he ground against your heat with his throbbing hard on. Your breath hitched at the sudden friction, tears already pricking the corners of your eyes from the overwhelming sensation.

“Shh,” he muttered, continuing the dry hump you, pressing a finger to your lips as you whined. “You’re good, I’ve gotcha.” His lips gently ghosted over your briefly, teeth catching on your lower lip. He pulled his gloved hand up towards his mouth and bit his glove off, shoving his now bare hand between your thighs. 

The sob that slipped out when you gasped wasn’t planned at all. Your back arched right up into Katsuki’s touch, heat pooling and muscles trembling. “Kats–I… ah!” You hadn’t wanted to cry, but the simple friction he was creating between you two was so overstimulatingly good, and the weight of him was just enough to keep you going as he slid his fingers down past the elastic waist band of your panties. 

He gently rocked his rough and calloused fingers right up into your wet slick, thrusting them in and out at such a delicious pace it made it almost impossible for you to hold back any other sounds that poured out from your lips. 

He froze for a moment as your second round of whines and cries, the only sound being his and your breathing. “Fuck, look at you,” he said, smiling once more, eyes set low and right on yours. “Whinin’ for me and I’ve barely even touched you.” 

Your hands roughly and oh so tightly gripped the edge and armrest of the couch as he continued to work you open with his fingers, curling and pressing against that sensitive spot of yours with such deliberate roughness that sent you jerking your hips upwards every time he did so. Each and every thrust of his thick digits sent shivers racing down and right back up your spine, thighs trembling, hips lifting involuntarily. 

It was a fuckin’ sight to see and one Katsuki could definitely get himself of to. Seeing you all overstimulated and misty eyed is exactly what he looked for when he was trying to get you nice and riled up for dick. 

You clutched at his shoulders, teeth digging so hard into your lower lip you might’ve broken skin trying to stifle your screams, but your gasps and whines continued to spill out regardless. He noticed every single little sound you made, every tremor, and it only made him want to push you closer and closer to the edge. 

“Look at me,” he ordered, and you did. Not like you had much of a choice not to. He pulled his fingers free from your slickness and gripped your jaw with his other hand as he forced his slicked up fingers right past your lips and to the back of your throat, making you gag. “Thaaaat’s it, beg for it. Cry for it.” If you wanted something, he definitely wasn’t going to take the opportunity to not make you beg. 

Your back arched right up into him again, whining at the absence his fingers left that was soon replaced by his hot and heavy length as he freed it from his boxer that had long grown way too tight. Desperate for more you pushed yourself down, letting Katsuki earn yet another whine from you. 

“Uh huh, greedy tonight are we?” He pressed a thumb to your clit and moved it in maddeningly slow circles, sliding himself in and out of your in perfect tandem rhythm, hitting each and every already overstimulated and hypersensitive spot. “Gonna cum, aren’t ya?” 

You nodded vigorously, pushing your hips down onto him to try and get every inch that you could. “Yeah–oh God, yes…” your voice broke as your body shuttered around him, toes curling and back arching up again. “Can’t–Katsuki I can’t–”

“Can.” He interrupted, pressed several rough kisses to the side of your head and continued to rub his fingers over your clit. All he wanted was for this overstimulation to get to your head and make your tears finally spill over, and soon enough? That’s exactly what happened. “There you go, let it out sweetheart, no use in fightin’ it.” 

You gasped in a breath that was barely even that, tears had long mixed with your moans as your orgasm ripped right through you, full and overwhelming to the fullest. Your fingers were right back up in his hair as your body shook uncontrollably. 

Not once did he pull back, he held onto you tightly, continuing to grind up into you whilst being buried to the absolute hilt inside. He kept going–not for his own pleasure, but to force out every sob that kept catching in your throat. 

Even as your body started to calm down, your sore and tight cunt continued to squeeze around him until his warm, sticky rush of his sputtered out inside of you. Your entire body was so sensitive from the overstimulation, that even breathing felt like it would send you into another orgasm. 

Finally, after taking one of his hands and gently wiping your tears away and pressing kisses to your flushed cheeks and warm forehead, he cradled your face and gently pulled out, still pressing most of his body weight into you. 

“You’re okay, I promise,” you hiccuped, trembling there under him as any reminisce of tears mixed with the sweat that had built up on your forehead. Even as your sobs subsided, the image and memory of him pushing you so far to the edge, of crying and being oh so helplessly fucked senseless, left the both of you panting–and him, still hard against your heat. 

@soulsberry's,,, DO NOT REPOST, STEAL, OR TRANSLATE

◜　 ♡ॱ𓏽　　Ack!! Sososososooo super sorry for not posting, I think for any prompt lists I have I'll start posting on a request basis for most of them since its hard for me to just write without knowing someone wants it! So if theres anything you'd like to see thats on my list be sure to take a look at it!

[soulsberry]

doing my kinktober list on request now esp since writing has been SO time consuming lately, im gonna rearrange the list and get to writing since i did receive a request for a specific prompt.

[brakehagen-deactivated20161009]

do u ever start typing out a long opinion post and feel very heated and then halfway through realize nothing matters and time is a flat circle and whatever i’m tired

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

no thots just katsuki grabbing me by my chin so he can kiss me..and i don't mean like tilting head up with one finger grabbing i mean like, full palm contact w the underside of chin and pulling me in by my jaw type,,,sighhhhh

[soulsberry]

posting this fuckass rant i did on discord bc holy fuck im geeked

[soulsberry]

゛Stuffed Up - Kinktober Day 2 - Mina Ashido ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆

Double Penetration - 1.6k words

⤷ You and Mina had discussed it for weeks–being all stuffed up in both holes with two different toys.

The front door’s lock clicked open as the pink glittery ball of your girlfriend stepped through the door. Her familiar singsongish voice spilled into the silence of the apartment. “I’m home, babycakes!” She sure sounded happy, she usually was. 

You were just coming out of the bedroom when she stepped away from the genkan and up towards the hallway. Just seeing her face–not even–always made your stomach do somersaults. You knew you must’ve looked shy, awkward even, because you always were when she was around. 

Mina stood there in the hallway, still dressed in her hero costume from her afternoon patrol. She smelled like warm sun, her hair was frizzy–curls in need of a little bit of moisture–but she still radiated the energy that she always did. The second her eyes landed on your face she lit up, brighter than she was before, grinning wide from ear to ear. 

“I feel like you’ve been waiting, huh?” Her words were soft but teasing as she stepped–more like sauntered–her way towards you, running a warm hand slowly down your shoulder. She didn’t even let you reply before kissing you. She had always kissed with the kind of passion that felt like she just couldn’t help herself, like not kissing you was unbearable. 

When she finally pulled back for you to reply she spoke again before you could. “You’ve been thinking about it, I can tell,” she read you like a damn book, she always did. Her teasing, the tone and lilt in her voice made your knees weak. 

You swallowed hard as heat pooled in your belly and your throat ran dry. The truth is, you had been thinking about it–all day, in fact. Ever since Mina had brought up the idea of it two weeks ago with the same tone that she had asked it in, the thought of it had been burned into your head and refused to leave. 

Her words continued to echo in your mind from that night. “Wouldn’t it be fun, hm? To have you all stuffed up in both holes? My strap in one, a toy in the other–you’d be adorable.”

“I–” you froze, stammering and struggling to speak as your fingers fumbled with the hem of your shirt. “...yeah.” Your voice was small, soft like you were trying to hide in a shell that Mina had already broken you out of years ago. 

Mina was ecstatic. Her grin spread impossibly farther up her face, leaning in, her lips brushed your warm cheek before trailing down your neck and jaw. Her mouth was hot against your skin, each time her soft lips pressed against your neck before her teeth nicked at the skin there made you shiver. “That’s my brave girl, let's make it happen.”

Soon after she had led you back into the bedroom, it was quickly filled with the sound of movement–the rustle of the blankets and sheets, the way the ac unit gently hummed in the background, the gentle moaning coming from your lips. The glow from the nightstand table framed Mina’s face so perfectly as she grinded down on top of you. 

She slowly undressed you, her hands moving reverently across your body. Her smooth hands slid right under your pajama shirt that you had been lounging around in all day. It smelled soft, a mix of your laundry detergent and the smell of the cereal you had–spilled on yourself–for breakfast that morning

With every piece of clothing she removed from you, she removed a piece from her–granted her costume was no more than two pieces minus the mask. She couldn’t take her eyes off you for even a moment, and every few seconds she caught you staring right back at her. 

Your breath caught once her finger hooked in the waistband of your shorts and pushed them down to your ankles. The sexual tension between the two of you was so thick it was almost hard to breathe; every deep inhale you took was intoxicating with the scent of her perfume and a musk she carried from work. For a moment she just looked–stared–at you, admiring you as if you were carved straight from marble. 

She climbed off of you and you whined at the loss of her warmth but she soon returned with her black harness from the drawer full of all kinds of sex contraptions she still hasn’t gotten a chance to use on you yet. 

My God. She’s a fucking sadist. You thought, but deep down? You already knew that.

She buckled it around her waist as your little glazed over eyes tracked down her body. The straps hugged tightly around her waist as she adjusted the pink silicone dick on the end of it. “You always look so shy, like we ain’t done this before,” she teased, giggling to herself before kneeling back onto the bed. 

The strap jutted forward as she kneed her way closer, bobbing up and down with every movement of hers. The mattress dipped beneath her weight and stopped when she was fully between the two of your thighs. “You always get so needy when I really get started. Don’t you, princess?” 

You could only manage a nod, the heat blooming from your cheeks quickly spread through your entire body. You sunk back and down into the pillows as your body continued to send itself full throttle into a panic as she got closer. Mina only giggled again at the sight of you so shy as her hands slid deliberately over your body, tracing each and every dip in your plush flesh. 

When she reached over for the lube, she had lifted her head away from your thighs for just a moment to gauge your emotion. “Breathe for me, you’re okay.” You nodded as you watched her slick her fingers and then slowly stroke the bright pink attachment on the end of her harness.

As she stroked the one on her, she reached back over to the dresser to grab the other, smaller dildo. It was purple, less veiny, and would strain less on your poor hole. She lubed that up as well before teasing the entrance of your asshole with it. 

The first push of the strap made your breath hitch; the lube was still a little cold as she slid all the way in and bottomed out. She began moving with practice rhythm, slow and shallow strokes that only made the anticipation worse. “That’s it, doing so well for me,” she said, almost as if she were mocking you for how not well you were taking it. 

You had done this time and time before but never with another toy slowly being shoved into your asshole while Mina pounding into your cunt. 

“Mina–!” You tensed up as soon as the toy being shoved into your asshole was all the way in, buried right to the hilt. 

The sensation was a lot–too much. It was dizzying, stretching, pleasurable. It made you feel like your hips were bucking upward into Mina involuntarily–but that was because they were. Mina rolled her hips forward and your vision blurred as her hand free hand worked methodically on your poor swollen bud of a clit. 

Every single small, precise movement made your toes curl as your thighs violently shook, tears pricking up in the corners of your eyes. You had a hard time figuring out if it was too much or not enough. 

“Thaaaat’s it,” she cooed, drawing out her words as her tone broke out into a gasp as a reaction to the sight of your body. “My pretty, pretty girl. Taking all of me, so stuffed and so good.”

You clutched at her arms, flailing as your nails dug into her skin, hips bucking up with hers in tandem. Every thrust of hers was met with a whine or a moan from you until you couldn’t tell where one stroke ended and the other began. The sound of lube and skin mingled with the soft desperate noises spilling from your lips–a truly erotic scene to be frank. 

And Mina loved it.

Her pace shifted with your reactions, testing you with different speeds and pounding strength all while the other toy sat untouched, shoved deep inside you. Even as she continued to destroy you, her praise never stopped–how pretty you were, how well you were taking her, how fucking gorgeous your moans sounded against the sound of her hips hitting yours. 

Every single word felt like another wave of heat rushing over you until your vision began to go white. Your orgasm ripped through you without warning, zero build up. It was sharp, overwhelming, and you cried out her name throughout all of it. Mina kissed you through it, her hips continuing to roll slowly until your body went limp beneath her against the sweat soaked sheets. 

When she finally pulled back, easing the other toy out as well, she was just as out of breath as you were. “You did… so well. Perfect” 

Before she got up, she rolled off of you and flopped on the bed back first. She let out a long, drawn out sigh before yanking herself up and grabbing a warm cloth she had earlier prepared before you had gotten fucked into the mattres, and began cleaning you up. She was tender, whispering the sweetest nothings as she went. 

Once she was sure you were comfortable, she slipped under the covers and pulled you close. Her fingers wormed their way up your back and into your hair, gently massaging your scalp. Her lips soon found your before hers pressed gently across your entire face. 

“Next time? I’ll go even harder.”

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◜　 ♡ॱ𓏽　　Day two of Kinktober!! Theme : Double penetration. SOOSOSOOO SORRY THAT IVE BEEN GONE SO LONG IM TRYING TO CATCH UP

[tteokdoroki]

someone pls take me on a date before i kill myself

[soulsberry]

❝ Soulie's Kinktober 2025 List ❞

Kinktober list for 2025!! All prompts will have their respective ficlets linked once they're posted!!

WEEK ONE ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 1 : Kitchen Sex - Shouta Aizawa ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 2 : Double Penetration - Mina Ashido ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 3 : Food Play - Tamaki Amajiki ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 4 : Bondage #1 - Hanta Sero

WEEK TWO ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 5 : "Just the Tip" - Satoru Gojo ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 6 : Voyeurism - Katsuki Bakugou + Izuku Midoriya ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 7 : Watersports - Eijirou Kirishima ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 8 : Bondage #2 - Hanta Sero ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 9 : Body Hair - Shouta Aizawa ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 10 : Breeding Kink - Keigo Takami ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 11 : Size Difference - Izuku Midoriya

WEEK THREE ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 12 : Orgasm Denial - Izuku Midoriya and Eijirou Kirishima ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 13 : Mirror Sex - Shouto Todoroki ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 14 : Dacryphilia - Katsuki Bakugou ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 15 : Mutual Masturbation - Tamaki Amajiki ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 16 : Spit Play - Hanta Sero ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 17 : Olfactophilia - Katsuki Bakugo ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 18 : Praise - Denki Kaminari

WEEK FOUR ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 19 : Scissoring - Tsuyu Asui ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 20 : Choking - Toji Fushiguro ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 21 : Thigh Riding - Eijirou Kirishima ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 22 : Electricity Play - Denki Kaminari ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 23 : Temperature Play - Shouto Todoroki ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 24 : Public/Semi-Public Sex - Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 25 : Face Sitting - Satoru Gojo

WEEK FIVE ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 26 : Pet Play - Hitoshi Shinsou ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 27 : Capnolagnia/Smoking - Hanta Sero ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 28 : Office Sex - Shouta Aizawa ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 29 : Cuckholding - Katsuki Bakugo + BakuSquad ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 30 : Oral Fixation - Hanta Sero ⋆˚꩜｡ Day 31 : Overstimulation - Denki Kaminari

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ All prompts are subject to change! @soulsberry's,,, DO NOT REPOST, STEAL, OR TRANSLATE

[soulsberry]

yeah so i'll he posting until like mid november ive never had this much struggle keeping up with a prompt list 💔 day 2 will be posted tn

[soulsberry]

finally omw back from philly, hopefully i'll have time to write after college tmrw :,)