#oneoff

[radchocoart]

as you can see, a very certain flamboyant robot has been on my mind XDD

[superstrawbunny]

Sweet As Cherries 🍒

18+ ⚠️

kirishima x fem!reader

song to follow along w/ - sincerity by sailorr

🎷🥕-c/w: sexual & explicit content themes! masterbation, teasing, depression. slow burn (all characters are AGED), overstimulation, praise kink, voyeurism, mdni, mentions waist bruising & red knees.

synopsis🍒: kirishima has always been a sweet caring bestfriend. he treats you to a calm bath and takes care of other business in which you accidentally interrupt.

Kirishima has been your best friend since your childhood days. He’s always made you smile and cheered you up when you were feeling sad and brung you back down to earth when you were overworking yourself. He was sincere about everything. Even if he didn’t know how to do something he would make an effort for you. You often remember the time your parents were getting a divorce and kiri promised to bake you cake… even if he never made one before. When baking it, he accidentally switched the sugar with salt. When he brought it over both of you spat it out and laughed yall asses off and went to go ice cream near by. He’s always been there, when you need him. 

During these stressful times, your mother is in the hospital and you've been working your body to the core to ensure you can pay all her bills. Recently after a battle, you take a bad hit from a villain. Working everyday with no breaks, you've fried your brain and your body ached miserably. Kirishima noticed in battle you were asked focus and struggled to keep up with daily tasks. He asked you to come over to take the stress away from you… ★彡

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Kirishima called you right as the doctors were taking your mother into emergency surgery. He pulled up to the hospital and gave you a big hug as you cried into his comfortable arms. His embrace was firm and light as a cloud, like the perfect pillow. He kisses your forehead and tells you everything will be okay. Your once tensed shoulders relax in an instant like magic. He grabs your hand leads you the passenger side door and opens it for you. As he's driving, he puts on your favorite songs and caresses your luscious thigh with his free hand. He glances down at you as he watches your eyes perk up as you start to bashfully smile to his comfort. He smiles cheerfully.

You look towards him and present a warm smile.

Ahh there she is. He smiles with all his shark teeth. You let out a small giggle and tilt your head to the side as you take in his physique.

I have a nice day planned out so you can get some rest. You've been working pretty hard lately. I wouldn't want my best friend draining herself to the brink of death now would I? A soft chuckle leaves his body and a hesitant one leaves yours. Best Friends, eh? It's what you to are but why does it feel like daggers went straight to your heart?.

Kirishima notices your blank stare into space and tries to give life to the conversation, hoping you won't lean back into negative thoughts. As soon as we get home I will run you an aammaazzingg bath so you can relax your body and that beautiful mind of yours. He winks at you with a positive smile. Theeeennn we can order in from that Thai place you love and watch old sitcoms while snugged up on the couch together. Hmm, How does that sound, my darling? He tilts his head slightly into your direction. The cute nickname caught you sightly off guard. You nod and reach out to lightly massage his arm. Sounds fun.

You two get home, rather his place but you've noticed, anywhere he goes feels like home to you. You know your safe when he's around. He takes off your coat and puts it on the rack. As your about to step further into the house, he suddenly swoops you off your feet. Im treating this princess to a whole new level TLC and you won't be walking anywhere! I will bring you whatever you want and carry you where ever, Your Highness. You gasp and start giggling like a little school girl. Kirishima! You drag on the end of his name and look him into the eyes. He carries you with grace and plops you down on to the couch. In quick swiftness, he walks to the kitchen to grab you a water bottle and jog back to hands it to you. Stay here, I'm going to go run your bath. You suddenly reach for his hand. Thanks cutie. He blushes a bit and then lifts your hand up to kiss it gently. Anything for you. The feeling of his hand slowly releasing yours left your heart in ache. The feeling of his letting go made emotions twirl inside the pit rising in your stomach.

Your rapid overthinking is halted by the smell of vanilla and caramelized sugar. You lift your head up to see Kirishima waltzing back towards you. His hands in the position to pick you up from the sunken gray couch section. You smile as he carries you to the bath and your eyes light up to see several candles lit, rose petals sprinkled in the tub and an assortment of towels laid out on the counter. He sets you down as you scan the room to take it all in. With one leg already out the door, he looks back at your stunned face. Have fun! The door closes partially, a few inch of a degree to the frame. You do a quick spin and smile. Placing your phone down with tunes half way played into a song, you began to remove your clothing. Fully naked and hair let down out of a messy bun you put your hands on the counter and look into your eyes. You pose a few times before hopping in the warm bath.

Kirishima doing small errands around the house, he gazes up from the hallway closet and stops like a deer in headlights, realizing he didn't close the door all the way. Or maybe you left it slightly ajar on purpose. He feels his pants stiffen as your glossy, curvy body moves to the beat of the distant music. Water droplets streaming down your leg and steam coming off your silky, proportioned body. You lean over to get a body towel, only for Kirishima to view your glistening pussy being surrounded by your plump ass. Kirishima fails to seize a soft moan and bites his lip as he tip toes by to his room.

You leave the bathroom in nothing but a mere towel to go ask Kiri for some spare clothes. As your approaching his bedroom, you here faint sound. At first you think Kiri is taking a nap so you peak through the door just in case. However, widen to see Eijirou Kirishima bright, blush pink tip and lengthy cock being stroked by his manly hands with a bit lip. You cover your mouth to muffle a gasp you expelled. But he doesn’t even hear you because he’s focused onto releasing himself to the thought of your naked soaked body. He raises his shirt up higher with a hand groping his pecs but realizes it’s not enough and takes it off in one swift motion.

Whimpering a sweet fucckkk under his breath, eyes half-lidded and mouth half open. He transcends into a breathless grunting and nursed whines while calling out your name in a pleasant needy manner. You haven't even realized your hand moved down your slightly wet body to start playing with yourself while listening to him repeat your name. You exhale a needed breath. Kirishima stops suddenly and sees your silhouette through the peeking door. Your eyes are shut closed as your moaning echos into his room, seeps from the hallway. The sound prances right into his ears. The door creaks open and you are not aware of his presence hovering above you.

Princess-? Your body is frozen and your eyes shoot up at him and lock instantly onto his gaze. Something snaps in him when your eyes meet his. He short-circuits and reaches your waist. Owning and possessively. Baby... his gaze is sweet that slowly become sinister when his lips tug a smile. Before you could even breathe out your moan, Kirishima picks you up, dropping your towel and lays you on the bed. His breath is staggered, panting, in temptation. He caresses your face and leans into your ear, his hot air on your damp skin makes you shiver and your pussy tingle with immense eager. A soft moan escapes as he pushes his body against you, his twitching cock caresses your throbbing and swollen pussy. Can I have all you baby, tonight? Right now? He said with barely controlled lust. His words make your eyes flutter from the heavy coil in your stomach. Y-yes. You can have all of me- He snatches the towel from over you and throws it across the dimly lit room with his eyes so ever focused on you, never directing his gaze anywhere else but your eyes. Eijirou Kirishima kisses your cheek and makes his way down to huff pleasant kisses on your neck all the way down to your supple and pointed nipples. He sucks on one them softly while tenderly gripping through other, he alternates. The slight breeze from his saliva makes your pussy clench. Sweet kisses are given all over your stomach until he stops making you experience his heavy breath on your ridiculously wet pussy. The hot tension make your bite your down on your finger. He seductively kisses the bud of your sensitive clit and licks it tenderly slow. Your toes curl and you let out a begging breathy moan. He raises back up to lean in inches from your slightly parted lips and whispers to you while containing eye contact.

I can’t keep acting like I don’t want you. His head slightly nods side to side. You snap the tension and pull him into a sweet passionate kiss. You pull away from a second before crashing into his lips again, this time more lustful. Your tongues dance around in each other's mouth like an erotic play. He leans back, breaking away the kiss, a saliva line keeping the you connected as you both pant from the built up stimulation.

I can't keep acting either Kiri- I need you to ruin me.

Ruin you? His brows furrowed, big smirk appears on his face.

If that's what the princess wants. He smiles pleasantly.

He kisses you again as he thumbs your clit making you moan into the kiss and your arms wrap around his neck. The sound of your moans, increase his speed as you plea to him to fuck you. Hard. Rough. He slides two fingers inside your velvet walls. You whimper out his name.

My-my your a wet mess baby.. let me clean it up. He gruffly voiced as he slurped your pussy.

He firmly held his girth cock to line up with your saliva coated slit as he hovers over you in a beastly position. His angry flushed cock, twitched with sincerity as his thick, sensitive tip leaked. He reaches for your waist with a bruising grip as he slowly nursed his thick sock into you. His cock throbbed agonizingly has he went deeper inside your greedy walls. He growled a thick, loud Fucccck into the air as it bounced off the walls, mind-controlling you to suck him in further. Fists already gripping the sheets, you hissed and moaned with a flushed face. You ready baby? You nod repeatedly and without thinking you fuck back into him. Oh my sweet girl. A echoed moan escapes his smug lips and his grip tightens around your lifted waist. Praising your glowing body while grunting out your beautiful name, he leans his head back as his waist snaps into yours, leaving you breathless. He raises your weak leg over his built shoulder and leans down into a mating press. Your brain short circuits as he moves his other hand around your arching back to fuck you rougher. Your body clenches with the rapid passion of an orgasm ready to release from you. Kir-kiri-baby..I'm gonna-! He collides into your cervix and thumbs quick drawn circles on your overstimulated clit. Cum for me sweet girl, do it for me. You release your choked moan into the steamy, lustful air. Trying to catch your breath from is lengthy member your legs clench as you coat him in your delicious cum. He pulls out and yanks you towards the edge of the bed. You yelp and try to lift your head up but that’s when your back arched before your mind could catch up and he was eating you out like a starved man. The sensation made you scream his name, so loud your voice gave out at the end of the yelp. Your body jolts from the overstimulation of you cumming again. You can feel Kirishima's smile form as you cling to your last brain cells before he fucks you dumb.

He pants like a wild dog when he gasps for air, he grabs your legs and forces you on your knees. He bends you over with the smooth haste. With pent up pure passion, he teasingly grinds his bulge on your ass. Releasing pleasant moans like he’s been holding them all day. 

Good girl.

His words made you lose it. You spread your legs and split soaked lips apart with your fingers. He chuckles and uses his hand to deepen your arch. Your face laid sideways on a pillow. The feeling of his hand grabbing on your ass makes you whimper. He slaps your ass nice and firm before eating your sweet juices again. He climbs behind you aiming himself and in one thrust he bottoms out. White knuckles appearing as you grip the sheets with dear life. He leans down to kiss your glowing back. Your sharp tongue cuts out a plea, Fuck me Kirishima. Please-pl-. He thrusts into your pussy with swift movement. He mumbles your name under his impatient breath. His tone is loving and caring. Whimpers, grunts, moans and screams fill the room as Kirishima fuck you through several orgasms. Aw baby, say my name again. Your brain fried, brain cells evaporated, body twitching. R-red Riot- fuck! Kirishi- ma! Kirishima blanks as you call him his hero name, he smacks your ass and fucks you so fucking hard your sweaty legs are giving out. He fingers gracefully through your hair before pulling it back. Tears forming in your eyes from the pleasure and passionate pain.

Fuck- shit- say it again. S-say my hero name baby. Scream it.

And so you do. You say it over and over again. The squelching sounds getting louder and louder. Kirishima cumming deeper and deeper into your flirty greedy walls. Toes curling, sweat dripping and even the walls have formed some condensation-fuck. He ascends into a different plane as he coats your bubble gum pink tunnel. He leans down to your ear as he throbs inside you, making sure he fills you all the way up. You did such a good job for me, baby. I'm so proud of you. He slowly moves out and a -pop- sound echos in the stuffy room. You can feel his cum drip down your trembling legs. You struggle to turn around towards him and you press him down. Kirishima stunned from being on his ass from all of a sudden, his dick perks back up in excitement.

B-baby? What are you doing? Kirishima nervously asks with one hand scratching behind his head. Ass up face down you wrap your delicate hand around his pulsing cock. You wrap your warm and hot mouth around the tip and swallow his shaft. You lick the underside while reaching back to the tip to suck it with seductive eyes you stare back with. Mouth open, panting heavily and shoulders dropped, Kirishima clings to your hair, not hard, but obsessively. You can feel his body twitching with choked moans knotted in his throat. You stroke his dick with your warm tongue and suck it with saliva dripping down to his balls. You rub his tip as your lick in a up and down pattern and suck on his balls. His breaths become short and fast as he whimpers needy whines. His voice is trembling. B-b-baby. Im-M' gon- FUC-KING CUM- he throat fucks you, until the lining of your throat memorizes every vain of his flushed cock.

Swallowing every bit of his delicious cum, you raise your face to meet his. You nastily make out with him as he lifts you up with your ass onto his lap. When he breaks the kiss all he see is your eyes filled with lust, begging to be filled again. He deepens his kiss as he thrust inside you a saliva ties you two together as he lays down and you ride him. Clenching his chest as you cry out his name in your broken whines. Your ass claps as it collides with his hips. Knees red like cherries, you ride him with your feet planted to each of his sides. You yearn out the syllable of his name like a music note that carries out the end of a song. You begin riding him slowly, until he gets impatient and starts thrusting up into you. Bouncing on it with the every intention on being his wife. His jaw tightens as he’s losing control. His rich cum overflowing inside you. Your heart throbbing again his chest as you fall onto of him. Embracing his arms around you with him still inside, he lifts your chin to meet his satisfying, admiring gaze.

You're shinning baby. he mumbles, pulling you within ear shot. He rewards you with a kiss on the forehead and fills your ear with bashful praises.

Later that night you two take a steamy shower, he washes your hair and you receive a comforting call from the doctors saying your mother made it through surgery. Kiri gives you a bear hug and the both of you eat food and watch tv on the couch until you fall asleep in each other arms.

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[uk3d]

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[carniekisses]

Gavriel

[asuddensway]

Undercover ‘Undakovr’ one off ethnic hoodie leather jacket

from Undercover’s one off line, this jacket is a reinterpretation of the ethnic rider jacket from the S/S 2009 Earmuff Maniacs collection

[moonlightmaeve]

This is one of the first Dracula fanfics I wrote, I put Dracula's words and actions into red to help distinguish them from mine. Let me know your thoughts on how this affects the flow/readability. For a bit of context, this is based on BBCs 2020 Dracula. One of his powers is obtaining memories and information through the taste and smell of blood. That's why he licks for a term he'd forgotten. Please let me know if you enjoy this and if I should post more of my writing!!!

"Drac, do you think I'm a bad person?"

"I think that's a bit too philosophical for a Friday night."

"But you love philosophy."

"I like to study philosophy in the same way that you like to study black holes. You cannot even imagine–"

*looks pensively and moves his tongue around in his mouth before resorting to licking the small wounds on my neck*

"–ah yes spaghettification. I cannot even imagine morality. You don't wish to be crushed by the indescribable force beyond an event horizon and I would hate to believe in good or evil."

"Now THAT'S too philosophical for a Friday night. Just answer my question."

"I'll humour you since I am the closest thing to a god that you will ever know. Everything I know about morality is what the blood tells me. Some people regard themselves as honourable but are quite bitter."

*he moves closer to me, and places his hands authoritatively on my shoulder and looks into my eyes.*

"You often have the soured tinge of guilt, a habit that you must cut back on, for the sake of my enjoyment."

"So my blood tells you I'm guilty? By that account I should be terribly ugly as well."

*getting notably frustrated* "No. Your blood tells me that you are still caught up in the lies humanity likes to tell itself. Concepts of good and evil, beautiful and ugly. They are nearly completely absent from the rest of the universe. They live only in feeble minds that allow them to simmer and grow."

"But when I feel guilt, it becomes real because it is real to me. Isn't that how everything is created?"

"My god, clearly you're not listening to me."

*I grin at the opportunity for a joke to break growing tension* "my... what? I thought that's a name we don't say in this house."

*he flashes a mischievous smirk back at me* "quite right my dear" *moving his hands from my shoulders to my waist to pull me closer to him* "we also don't talk about good and bad" *he kisses my head*

"I'll try to avoid it in the future, maybe we should start a swear jar or something, in case I bring up ethics again."

*looking obviously amused and curious, his voice takes on a decisively playful tone.* "a swear jar??"

"Ya know it's like I have to give you some money every time I swear. Except for instead of saying FUCK, it'll be 'good or evil.'"

"Watch your tongue young lady, or I'll pierce it for you. And yes now that you say that I do recall it, from the 80s. Money is something I have little need for and much of. Now attend my words very carefully darling. Your beloved cat kills baby birds because she was made by nature to do so. I erm ‐harvest‐ blood because I need it to survive. And you, you are often moved by something unseen and powerful that you crave. There is no good or bad in that. Do not bring it up again. Come back with sweet, shame-free blood."

"Drac?"

"Yes?"

"You said 'good or bad' just then, now give me £5"

[classicvirus]

One-Off: 1936 Lancia Astura Coupé by Pininfarina

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[pasticcina]

At Tenshi no Mado, few days ago...