#redbeanteax

[secondhand-trash]

toge at 12.34pm

Inumaki Toge @1234 (lolol) is:

the type of people who give ambious orders and don’t clarify until you show it to them

Inumaki feels wronged but Inumaki won’t(can’t) say anything.

“Is it this one?”

“Okaka...”

“This one?”

“Okaka.”

“This??”

“Okaka!”

The boy’s arms are bended over his chest into a cross. You sigh as you shove the cake back into the case, and take out the one next to it.

You have met your fair share of interesting customers, but the amount of people you have come across that speaks in onigiri fillings is just this one. He tried to use the pointing method at first, but then you could not really see where he’s pointing at from behind the displays, so began the long process of you taking out each type of cut cakes you have and wait to see if you finally picked up the right one. At first, you found it rather amusing, but now you were just tired.

You have been going like this for nearly ten minutes now, when will this end?

“What about this one?”

“Shake!!”(*)

He exclaimed as he brings his arms over his head into a circle together with a slight tilt of his head. You couldn’t help but let out a groan of triumph.

Finally...

(*: sha/ke aka salmon, because I think using salmon directly makes it look kinda weird lmao)

(Send me a character + a specific time stamp and I’ll tell you what type of cake shop customer they are)

[tomurasprincess]

bakugou and quote #40 please 🥵

Pairing: Bakugou x Reader Prompt: Mine, mine, mine… Word: None Warnings: dubious consent, spanking, quirk play, yandere

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“What the fuck were you thinking, huh?”  A hand comes down to smack your already sore ass, causing you to gasp and clench around Bakugou’s cock. 

You’ve been pressed face down on all fours for who knows how long, with the explosive male balls deep inside you.  You’re sore and exhausted, but you know he won’t stop until he gets whatever it is he wants.

He suddenly pulls almost all the way out of you before thrusting back in, fast and rough. You let out an unintended moan. 

“Answer me.”

I, I don’t --,” you trail off, unable to come up with an answer that will satisfy his anger.  

This time the smack is on the other cheek, and you grit your teeth as you try not to give him the satisfaction of screaming.  “Were you trying to go out and be a slut?”

“No, of course not!”  Fear rises in your voice.  Bakugou could be possessive at the best of times, but he had never done anything like this.  This side of him was scaring you and you didn’t know what to expect.  “I just wanted to hang out with friends, I swear!”

Another thrust into your throbbing heat.  “With other guys there?”  

“They’re my friends, too!” Two smacks this time, one on each cheek. 

“They’re fucking meaningless extras.”  Another smack. “I’m the one who’s important.”  And another. 

“You need to know who you belong to,” he growls, as smack after smack rains down on your blood red ass. 

The pillow underneath you is wet with your tears. Your ass is on fire and you’re unsure how much more you can take. 

“You’re mine, you got that?”

You hesitate for a second too long, and his face darkens. You hear the distinctive sound of his quirk activating and you panic and try to squirm away.

He merely tightens his hold on your hip as his hand comes on one cheek, and then the other. Even with his quirk at barely any power, the explosion feels like it rockets all the way through your body. 

This time you really do scream. “I’m yours!” 

“Damned fucking right you are,” he snarls in your ear as he begins to slam into your tight cunt.

You’re soaking wet even through all the pain you’re in, and you feel an orgasm building up in spite of yourself. 

“Mine, mine, mine,” he chants as his thrusts become animalistic. “Say it!”

“Yours,” you wail, “I’m yours!” He reaches around to rub your clit, the mixture of pleasure and pain causing you to come undone around his cock.

He grunts as he feels your cunt fluttering around his length, and he thrusts all the way up to your cervix as he finishes inside you. 

He slowly pulls out and you breathe a sigh of relief, thankful it’s over. 

Until you feel him flip you over onto your back, your ravaged ass being slammed against the mattress as you howl in agony. 

He plunges back into you in a single powerful thrust. “Now say it until I believe you.”

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[tisalovestory]

omi 😌 warm hands confirmed, not sure abt feet LOL

Sakusa is useful in the sense that he would bring out the blankets and the heating pads before the weather actually gets cold. He likes to wrap himself up as much as possible when it’s cold out, leaving not that much room for you to steal his warmth the skin-to-skin contact way. But he does welcome you if you wanna slip your hands in between his many layers when you’re idling, whether you actually need it or you just think it’s fun.

But he’s not gonna let you off if your cold feet even graze at his leg under the blankets at night, he’ll roll to the other end of the bed at .1 sec speed the moment he feels any chill on his skin😌

(Send me a character+whether you have cold hands/feet and I’ll tell you if they’re useful during cold weather)

[thisisthehardestthing]

congrats on hitting the milestone claudia!!! 🥳🥳 can i req for bakugou with the nsfw prompt #5 please!

BEAN! THANK YOU!! Here’s a lil sumthin, sumthin. I really had to think with this one. I wanted Katsuki to be the one to say it, but had to figure out when the hell he would ever say he likes being happy.

NSFW #5: Bakugo: “I’m not materialistic. I like being happy and having lots of sex.”

Crisp, white, ironed, Bakugo Katsuki’s bed was always perfectly made, as though a sheet of paper, a blank slate. It’s your favorite thing to mess up. Your clothes were strewn around the room, your wetness leaking from between your legs and onto the covers, mixing with his spit as he devours you. Your fingers fist the fabric. It wrinkles beneath your grasp as you let a moan, breathing life into his near empty bedroom. Katsuki’s tongue swirls teasingly against your clit as two thick fingers pump slowly between your clenching walls, in a rhythm, and when you get too close, he pulls them out, effectively stopping your build to orgasm for the third time that evening.

“Fuck, Katsuki, please, just let me cum,” you breathe, chest heaving as you stare at the ceiling. He chuckles, lips vibrating against your clit, the pressure tenfold with your overstimulation.

“Don’t be a greedy slut. You wanted me to show you how I became the best,” he turns his head, dragging his teeth against the soft flesh of your leg before biting your inner thigh and sucking a bruise in its place, one of the many he’d given you throughout your edging. “And I’m the best because I’m not materialistic. I don’t beg to cum like a princess.”

His fingers come back to your slit, lips puffy, stroking right at the edge of your entrance. You whimper and tilt your hips, willing them to slip in deeper. You want that release, crave it inside your bones. Your fingers ache to touch him, to run through his blonde hair, to guide his mouth back to your cunt, but if you did, you know he’d stop everything and leave you pining for more. You’ve only ever disobeyed him once.

“What do I need to do, Katsuki, please?” you buck as he slips his fingers up to his first knuckle, the other arm wrapping under your thighs to grip your hip down, restraining your movement. He hums as if in thought, vermillion eyes analysing every feature on your desperate face

“Make me happy. I like being happy,” he states, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, his tongue pressing flat against your folds, coaxing a low moan from your chest. You could feel him grin against your skin, his lips curling sadistically. Katsuki loved to see you come undone without using his cock, seeing you take back every word about how his hands were only good for his quirk, and his mouth was only suited for foul words, “and I like having lots of sex. So, lay there and take it like a whore.”

Your eyes roll into the back of your head as he wraps his lips solidly around your clit, thrusting his fingers as deep as they’ll go while he sucks. Nodding and moaning, you give in to his demand, feeling that coil begin to wind for a fourth time, faster than before, tighter than ever. You might not hold out one more time. You’re teetering right on the edge of the cliff, eyes closed and about to fall over.

*****

I still have four spaces left! 500 Follower Prompt Request

[burnedbyshoto]

hi lyssa!!! 12 please 👁👅👁

page 12 of initiation (2/3):

You looked up the second you collided with a firm chest, but you can’t say you were expecting Endeavor to be behind you, one hand encasing your wrist and the other pressing your hips to his thigh. The patriarch of the Todoroki family towered over you in his height and massive build, but he wasn’t staring at you, his eyes not at all concerned with the way you were abhorrently horrified. Instead, he was staring at Shouto, a cold smirk on his face.

“She’s quite dolled up,” he spoke, the tone of his voice sending a shiver of fear down your spine.

Enji looked down at you, almost thrilled that you hadn’t already passed out like some other people who have tried the trails of this initiation. “He didn’t tell you what was going on today, correct?”

“N-No,” you flinch, feeling the way that his heavy hands touch the insides of your thigh in a tantalizing lustful way. Were you imagining the way that his fingers seemed to feather over your skin until your brain began piecing insane reasons as to why you were feeling this way?

“Each blood member of the Todoroki family gets ten minutes with you,” Rei piped up, and with your heart pounding in your ears, you looked over at the white-haired mother who was surrounded by all her children. Dabi smirking, Fuyumi smiling, Natsuo winking, and Shouto glaring holes into his father's head. “They get to fuck you in however way they seem fit to make sure you’re cut out for my baby boy. Don’t tap out for the next hour and the Todoroki last name is all yours.”

There’s no denying that you finally understood why Shouto didn’t want to propose, but with your fears still forming cohesive sentences on your lips, a loud sound of tearing fabric beats the words from your mind.

“Wow, that’s some lingerie she’s wearing, Shouto, are you sure you didn’t tell her?” Dabi asks, his lips pulling into a snide smirk while your arms instinctively went to cover the indecent state you were in. It wasn’t as if you had worn lingerie, as a matter of fact, you were only clad in a simple black cotton pantie and bra, but that didn’t keep you from blushing like a whore. A loud rattling of chains is the only noise from Shouto, but you were too busy trying to fight the tears forming in your eyes when Enji’s hands met your breasts.

Twisted feelings squirmed under your skin while Enji manipulated your breasts, tugging at the warm flesh while you felt frozen to the core. What was going on?!

“What are you doing?!” you splutter the moment Enji raises you from the floor, his hands twisting you so that you were now facing him, and adjusting you roughly so that you were only aware of him. 

[kingkatsuki]

HAPPY BLOG BIRTHDAY JO 🥳🥳🥳 ILYSM & im so glad to have met you and thank you for always providing us with quality fap contents👅💦 so, i m curious about this - FMK bakugou kirishima shindou 👀

BEAN OH MY GOD. HOW DARE YOU.

Fuck Kirishima, Marry Bakugou. I can’t even utter the next words. 😢

[amaamajiki]

i enjoy reading your stuff 🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕

STOP IT!!! I’m blushing & grinning like an idiot!!!

[tisalovestory]

thanks i trust ur taste w my life too

Pepehappy