#content.weird

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monsters with monster cocks who are fascinated with how your little human body drips and stretches for them—

monsters with precum that contains chemicals that numb you and lube you and help your body stretch for them --

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Oh man. That knot probably hurts so good. Whenever he moves it hurts too much so you hold him close to you with his head on your chest. You can feel him throbbing and filling you up but you can’t do anything about it. Pulling the knot out would hurt way too much. So you just lay there and listen to him babble about your pups

he rests his chin on your shoulder with a heavy sigh, chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. You wiggle back from under him, trying to relieve the pressure that's building in your cunt, but nothing gives. His cock pulls against you, caught in place, trapping his cum inside. Your body clamps down against the ball that's grown at his base, trying to force him out, yet only pulling him deeper. The ache burns- makes your toes curl and your eyes water, and yet your hips can't stop wiggling against it, somehow searching for more and less.

"Don't fight the knot, sweetie- it's too big for your little pussy, I know, I'm sorry, just relax-" your husband coos. You do your best to untense your body around him, forcing your breathing to even out. Every tiny movement has your sore cunt twitching, but he's right; relaxing makes it a little bearable. "There we go. Good job, mama."

His cock pulses suddenly, pumping another dribble of cum into you, and you tense again, clinging to his shoulders with teary eyes. He shushes you again, unable to bite back his smile.

"Feel it? Feel all my cum in there? It's gonna breed you so good, gonna give you the prettiest little puppies-"

"Why is it-?" you whisper, rolling your hips against it one more time. "Your knot's never been- why is it so big?"

"You've never been breedable before." There's the warm, sloppy feeling of cum slipping down the crack of your ass and he growls, suddenly pressing down to pin you in place. "My body's giving you what you need. You're in heat for me-"

"Humans don't have heats, we-"

"You ovulate, whatever. Same thing." he rolls his eyes, "You stopped taking birth control and now your body wants puppies-"

His clawed hand travels down your body, cuffing a hand under the curve of your belly. "And I'm giving you puppies. Right here."

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okokok idk if you’re into this but bakudad who develops an oral fixation after you have kids…maybe a lactation kink 💀

CW: lactation, afab who has a biological baby, established marriage between bakugo and reader, petname of baby, praise and worship

listen this usually isn't my thing. but AAAAAAAAA

"This guy-" Bakugo points with his chin to the room across the hall. Even with the door closed you can hear the distant sound of waves; your high maintenance child can't sleep without his sound machine. Drool is smeared all across the front of Bakugo's hero costume, but he doesn't seem to notice; he's already pressed against your back, planting kisses up your shoulder. "-lives the fucking life."

You shrug him off with a giggle, trying to shed your clothes for the day. You can barely undo your bra's hook with how your husband has draped himself over you. "You're really jealous of a baby?"

"Fuck yeah I am!" your bra is barely off when he flicks one of your nipples with a gloved finger, rough enough to make you whimper and squirm. You're sensitive, much more so than before the baby, and Bakugo can't help but revel in the information, "Sucks on these for 20 minutes and then goes to sleep. That's my ideal life."

His hands move, looping under your arms before cupping your breast upwards, squishing them together until the flesh bulges between his fingers.

"Been so long since I've even had these pretty little things in my mouth." He lets them fall, the rumble of a chuckle filling his chest as he just admires the jiggle.

The attention is appreciated, of course, but aches.

"Ow, Katsuki!"

"Oh, that didn't hurt, you drama queen." he does it again, lifting up your breasts, shaking them in his palms, and then letting them fall. He sighs wistfully at the sight. "I used to fucking manhandle those puppies and you always loved it!"

"Yeah, but now I'm-" You gesture vaguely to your chest.

"A pussy?" he finishes for you.

"Producing food for my child!" You manage to break away from him and go to scurry away, but Katsuki catches you by a belt loop and tugs-- spinning you around to face him in one fluid motion. Muscle memory guides his grasp, perfectly finding your hips without ever breaking eye contact.

"Our child." His voice is deep and grave as he presses his nose against yours, but the smile on his face betrays his humor. "Don't act like I didn't put that brat inside you."

You fake a gasp at his audacity (calling your little angel a brat!) and lean back in his grasp, avoiding his searching lips. He follows with a growl, dipping lower and lower until you're bent almost uncomfortably backwards to catch your mouth against his. It's a ghost of a kiss: so unusually soft, so un-Bakugo that you almost don't notice the way his hands sneak up your body, the thick, burnt bits of fabric that have eaten through his gloves scraping up your skin.

Almost.

"Katsuki." His hands freeze a whisper away from the curve of your breast.

“Come on- I had a long day,” he huffs and puffs, but doesn’t move, waiting for your approval, “At least lemme kiss’em.”  

He drops to one knee, craning upwards until only the hot, wet puff of his breath dancing over your skin. He’s clutching your waist tightly, hands drifting to your ass to hold your hips against his chest, firm enough you couldn’t wiggle away if you tried.

“Just a little kiss. That’s it. No tongue or nothing.”  when you don't immediately protest, he pushes up, straightening his leg enough to peck one of your nipples, just as nicely as promised, but the immediate, unhinged groan vibrates across your skin. “They’re just so fuckin’ perfect. I just gotta-”

Another kiss, harder this time, with the faintest hint of suction, catches right off center of your nipple, followed by the pearly nip of his canines. It hurts, but the way he worships, the absolute admiration and love in each touch, has your pussy immediately aching. Before you can scold him, he's pulled away, watching your body with a hazy look.

“Goddamn." Bakugo presses himself harder into your other breast, hand cupping underneath, fitting as much flesh into his mouth as possible.

"Be gentle-"

He suddenly pulls away, those crimson eyes wide as he looks up at you and lios parted in a gasp. There's the slight sheen of wetness clinging to his bottom lip, not quite translucent... almost-

Milky.

When you try to step back, his fingers tighten, pushing upwards and in-- and the change of pressure, followed by a warm, thin trickle, immediately surprises you. You can barely will yourself to to look down and see it; the way you're spilling on yourself, down his knuckles. A single drop has rolled down to your ribcage, no longer warm but uncomfortably cold.

"Oh fuck." he mumbles. You almost apologize, flustered by your own body, when the flash of his tongue, swiping across his lower lip, sends a shiver down your body. He licks again, then again with long, thorough swipes to makes sure he gets ever single bit. "Oh fuck."

"Katsuki-!"

Bakugo bends over, burying his head into the droop under your breast, tongue immediately catching the lost droplet. Then, he guides himself back up, carefully following the already wet skin all the way up to his own gloves. You expect him to stop, but his tongue digs into the fabric before his mouth latches on, hungrily suckling every drop he can from his own hand. He stays like that for a long moment, eyes still closed in focus when he breaks away, a long spring of spit connecting his mouth to his knuckle.

"Why didn't you tell me-" he whispers it, half drunk on just the experience, hips grinding against your leg, "-That this shit was so fucking sweet?"

His mouth finds your nipple again and he sucks. Hard enough his teeth dig in, hard enough you're sure you'll bruise, hard enough his mouth almost immediately fills- when he moans, there's a hint of a wet gurgle. You're not sure if he even realizes he's moving against you, hips rutting in an off kilter rhythm.

It feels right in all the wrong ways, and yet you can't help put pull him closer, fingers buried in his blonde hair.

"God, no wonder you were being fucking whiney-" Bakugo rests his chest against your sternum, burying his head between your tits with a sigh, "There's so much of this shit. You sure our son's even eating?"

"Fuckin'-" he muffles the rest of his sentence into the plush of your body. When he pulls away, you watch his adam's apple bobs as he swallows, an unfamiliar, drowsy look plastered over his face.

You scratch your nails down his scalp with a whine, "I just make a lot!"

"Well, don't worry," He kisses up the valley, then moves to your other breast, tongue wasting no time. "I'll happily make sure you'll never get that full again."

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Do you think you’ll ever write a fic about your monster boyfriend thinking youre in heat because 💳💥💥💥

this with-rolls the wheel- werewolf boyfriend

cw: MDNI, monster fucking, breeding, reluctance, cisfem reader

you can practically feel the shift in the air when his fur bristles. You're in the middle of bringing the groceries in when he corners you, mostly in his human form, pacing with an animalistic intensity. He cocks his head one way, then the other as he tastes the air, watching you with pupils narrowed so thin they nothing but slits in the amber.

"My poor wife." The beginning's of fangs peeking through his curled lips, "Why didn't you come home sooner?"

"What's gotten into you?" you scold, trying to sidestep by him, "These bags are heavy-"

His palm is suddenly pressed against the wall, trapping you in. He dips low, lips brushing against yours for just a moment during his descent down to his knees. Every moment he loses himself further, shifting further and further into his more feral self. He looks up at you as he buries his nose into the zipper of your jeans and sucks in air as deep as he can.

"You must be aching, my dear." Drool glistens on his lips as he looks up to meet your eyes, dragging his impossibly big hands up your calves. The grocery bags you were clinging to drop and you hope the eggs weren't in them. "Your heat is so strong already... let me end it for you."

Heat?

It suddenly hits you what must be happening. You'd fallen behind on refilling your birth control, so your body must be starting to cycle again.

You press further into the wall behind you, laughing as you ran a hand through his hair. "Honey, I don't have heats, I ovul-"

"You don't even know your own body." he snaps, a growl bubbling in his throat. "Don't even know what you need."

Suddenly he lurches forward, burying his nose into the zipper of your jeans and huffing your cunt through the fabric over and over again, like he can't get enough. "I can taste your body begging to be knotted properly."

His hands have traveled to your stomach, pressing your skirt up just enough to expose your lower stomach. "It's begging to hold my puppies right here."

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Shoutout to all the monster Fuckers who gave up explaining to their monster bfs that ovulating does NOT make you go into heat and just accept the positions you get pulled into

monster: my poor human is so INCREDIBLY needy... almost constantly in heat, they must be suffering so much right now :( they must be super broody, I better get started on giving them a family-

you, having a normal Tuesday: why he looking at me like that

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i want my monster bf to try and breed me every month because he feels bad that humans 'go into heat so often"

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per my last drabble- 

your werewolf boyfriend fucks you stupid and then lays on top of you for hours, cock locked inside you by his knot, drunk off of hormones, blabbing about how pretty his puppies are going to be

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you called???

anyway i've been thinking about tendou with tentacles for at LEAAAST a week now. just the way he'd fuck you on them... nice and slow... rly letting you feel the stretch as he curls it around in your insides... yeah <3

you're sceptical at first because they arent nearly as ... rigid as other things you've been fucks with-

but the softness means he can stuff more and more into you, slowly stretching you out and filling every nook of your cunt he can, swelling and pulsing while being able to stroke the /exact/ right spots---