AAAHHHH\(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/

Off to work, thinking about falling in love with best friend Kirishima when you notice how gentle he is with your kids.

Your ex is pretty much a deadbeat and Kirishima immediately stepped up to help with your son and daughter even though you didn’t ask him to. Now he spends his weekends playing games with your son and definitely doesn’t let him win! He won all on his own! Meanwhile your daughter braids his long red hair so it’s all pretty and cool.

And, you think maybe you chose the wrong man to make children with and maybe Eijirou has always been the better choice. Maybe you should tell him, maybe your kids would like a new baby sibling?

Reblog this if you'd let Kyojuro Rengoku shatter your pelvis.

༉‧₊˚✧ — migule always had a close eye on you, even when you least expected it. / black fem chubby reader! villain! reader, roleplay, oral (f), overstimulation, miguel has a dick piercing tehehe, penetration, unprotected sex! (pet names! mi alma / my soul, hermosa / beautiful, sweetpea)

(the note.) — finally wrote for my man! prepare to be sick of me 🫶🏾. kinda iffy about this but mwah enjoy, also would loveeee feedback

“am i making you nervous mi alma?” this wasn’t how you expected your day to go. you had plans, big plans that involved a lot of money. you didn’t think the spidervamp would know, but as always you underestimate him.

“far from it” you sneered, wiggling your body around in his white web that had you hanging from the wall. his gaze made you nervous, eyes hard walking around you,examining everything. you were sure he could hear the beats of your heart getting faster the closer he got to you, but you didn’t care - just needing to get out of there

“you can’t leave sweetpea. we have some catching up to do” getting ready to respond with a smart remark, a large gush of wind came over your lower half. it wasn’t until you noticed the fabric of your body suit held in his hand that you realize he ripped it. his eyes turned red looking at you soaking pussy that throbbed, and thick thighs that twitched on command. you smelt heavenly to him, just like your blood and he didn’t know what exactly he wanted to do first. “why would you do that!”

“sh sh sh sh” getting on his knees he spread your legs putting them over his shoulders, his warm breath hit your pussy prompting your eyes to roll to the back of your head. “told you we have some catching up to do mi alma” he put one kiss on you softly taking note when your head got thrown back a slow huff left your mouth.

“ughh n-nouhh” swiping his tongue between your fat lips, slick gathered on the tip of his tongue that he swallowed eagerly, his cock starting to twitch in the skin tight suit making the fabric stretch. having enough of playing with his food, miguel flicked his tongue wildly, and wherever he could reach, his eyes were closed as he moaned in your heat sending vibrations throughout your body. he was so focused on your taste and thighs clenching against his head that he didn’t stop, he kept going up until you had cum just from his tongue three times. your cream dripping down his face and nose shining with wetness, a happy smile precent on his face

“n-no more!” you pled holding your hands up in surrender. “awe that’s cute hermosa. daddy’s not done” pressing a small button his suit came undone leaving him in all of the glory he came into the world with. his large chest flexed, while he cock bounced with each step he took getting closer to you, spreading your legs he took ahold of his dick smearing his precum all over your already messy cunt. the small ring that decorated the pretty mushroom tip, grazed your hot kitty making you jump back in pleasure

“oh this little thing? you can handle it” chuckling miguel pushed deep into you, you both letting a string off curses fall out of your mouths, miguel’s just being in his mother language. he held your thighs giving you hard, slow thrust that took your breath away each time. in your half ripped body suit your tit’s and tummy bounced turning miguel on even more

“la zorra perfecta” he groaned when you pussy clenched, cream fall down to his ball making a mess. the piercing hit your spot constantly, your nails dug into the web making it rip a little and you fall more onto him making your tummy bubbling from the feeling of being close. “c-closeee” you whine pushing yourself off of his dick which only gave him leverage to go deeper

miguel’s hair was glued to his face, cock pulsing inside of you, grabbing your face, you guy’s eyes interlocked. his mouth opened wide, fangs shooting out and plunging into your neck, the pain that made you scream out was turned into a scream of too much pleasure. the venom that miguel’s fangs withheld didn’t effect a soulmate, infact it brought pleasure upon them and not only them but himself.

your creamy slick dripped all over his dick, his thick, gooey cum filling you so much that it fell out of your pussy when he pulled back to look over his work

“that’s was fun mi alma. now let’s get you to bed before the kids wake up” oh how you loved your husband

Interviewer : Mr. Dynamight, Mr Dynamight, why do you call your wife honey bun?

Bakugou: Cause her pussy is extra sticky when I eat it. Next question.

(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

tw eggpregg

Tentacle dildos but not silicone molded into tentacles shapes—actual alive tentacles the size of a dildo, some bigger, some smaller, that you have to keep and care for like anemones in an aquarium. They love wet and warm crevices because they're used to laying their eggs in them. Since they've been domesticated for the general market, they've developed a symbiotic relationship with humans. When removed from the water, they search your body for that warm hole to breed, glide into your ass or pussy and start fucking you until they come inside you. The eggs will develop and leave your body eventually, requiring an additional one-week incubation period. Once they have hatched, they grow fairly quickly into full-sized tentacles and boom, you got yourself a dozen more that compete for your holes.

If you're not into the whole eggpregg business—they recently crossbred two types of tentacles whose come is sterile. They have been cleared and declared as safe, but the crossbreeding resulted in some unforeseen side-effects. Tentacles that came once or twice per session now have a seemingly unlimited amount of come that they shoot into you until they tire, and the slippery mess it makes has been declared a safety hazard by several consumers now.

If you're not in for the clean-up, you can have them fuck you during their infertile period, which lasts about two weeks. Their self-lubrication is not as active during that time, making for an interesting textural experience, especially with the bumpy ones. But be careful—while infertile, they simply won't finish and just keep fucking you, which can lead to some very long sessions that some customers have called ‘too intense’.

I will gladly have his babies \(^ヮ^)/\(^ヮ^)/

What if dilf orc has a young child, the bearer of his child unfortunately passed away. Then he sees you. A plump soft human, a bit softer than the usual orc parent, but in his eyes your tenderness would be perfect for his youngling.

He begins to court you immediately. Always brushing past you to subtly scent you, bringing his sweet baby with him to try and sway your choices. Of course the little orc toddler immediately makes your heart melt, the way they waddle over to you curiously, the orc child despite being extremely young was already up to your waist.

If you give into his courting? Be prepared for princess treatment. Being carried everywhere by him as the new parent of his child. Of course you’d naturally gain a lot of muscle from being with him, due to an orcs typical rugged lifestyle and the fact that your new adopted orc toddler likes to be carried and coddled! How could you say no to such a chubby cute face? You’ll be carrying them a lot, and orc babies are HEAVY so yeah, prepare to get swoll.

But to compensate I can definitely see your orc dilf spouse making sure you get more than enough food, after all you’re burning way too many calories carrying his youngling around, and plus he needs to keep you squishy for optimal cuddles.

DILF orc always brings you home gifts from fights or battles, mainly skulls of his enemies (how charming 🥰) or maybe a whole deer, already cut up and prepared for you to cook, he’s very doting.

Omg could you write having a nipplegasm from service top Ellie? Pleaseee 🧎‍♀️

id love to.

ellie can’t help herself when it comes to you. valuing your pleasure more than her own is something you weren’t all that used to. she exerted her dominance in many ways, bringing you down into a speck in willing submission. the way her fingers tasted while she pressed them further down your throat, praising how well you’d take them despite gagging every so often. she loves the impact she gives whenever she touches you, kisses you, spanks you. ellie was a strong force and she can take you anywhere at any time and she didn’t even need to receive pleasure herself— she feasted on yours. to be underneath the scent of your cunt as she drank your natural slick or to have her cascading lips bruise the base of your skin as you lay limp on the bed.

ellie had that power and you didn’t understand how one person could. every part of your body was drawn by her lips, her fingers, tongue and words— each syllable engraving around the throbbing of your clit, burying in your folds as she praises you for being her ‘good girl’.

ellie loved you and most importantly, she fucking loved your breasts.

the way they sit in any top you wore, she found herself eyeing them and it’s shape. in the comfort of your home or out in public. whether you wore a (sports) bra or nothing at all, the way they molded and huddled at your chest dampened her lips as she’d run her tongue against it’s flesh.. her fingers would twitch needing to feel them melt in her hands as she’d grope them— squeezing them into your chest and watching them fall in between the grip of her fingers.

she’d love to touch them at any time she could, laying in bed, showering together, or even when cooking, her hands would always find their way to hold them. she’d whisper in your ear, kissing the side of your jaw as you moan into the nothingness of the air, loving how her rough fingers would lift your shirt just to bruise your skin with her daily fix.

it came to the point where she’d shyly ask to dove fuck them. standing with her pants around her thighs and you on your knees, trying so desperately to bump her clit against your nipples as she’d fuck them. she’d hold them together, loving how you’d watch her hump them without a care but the need to achieve her orgasm. she fucking loved it when you’d lay on your back, holding onto her waist, guiding her— holding onto them and slapping them against her cunt— or press them up against another while she pounds herself against them, feeling the soft flesh collide against her wet, swollen clit. burying herself in your body, loving the way her slick painted and glowed against your skin.

she loved the way they tasted, sucking and rolling her tongue, fingers, nose— pressing her face in between them as you coo at how cute ellie is being and how needy she is from your breasts alone. the harsh sucks of her hollowing cheeks, inhaling them and prodding her tongue at the hardened bud, you could feel your body shake in a chill.

“ellie…” you’d call out, your thighs hugging around her waist as you sat in her lap, her hands roaming all over your body.

she looked up so sweetly with those pretty green eyes, not one thought in her brain other than the contentment of how full her mouth was while she sucked your breasts. she’d push them together, trying to take both nipples into her mouth, greedy for them both, littering the tip of her tongue around it before pulling on them with every hard suck. she paid close attention to them, sharp slaps every so often— the sting making you shake— just to see them bounce in her face.

“fuck…” she’d breathed, “i love your fucking tits.”

she couldn’t find herself to stop. she didn’t want to stop. the ridges of her teeth softly encapsulating your nipple as she pulled back, as the other was pinched by her fingers, then flicked by her middle and pointer. from past experiences, yes they’d touch your breasts, sucked them and groped them every so often but the way ellie made it feel like your breast had been her obligation to pleasure made your body heat with loving embarrassment. she kept her eyes on you, analyzing the smallest movement she made, enjoying the wince your face would form at her teeth rolling down and clamping on your nipple.

she’d last minutes, clothed, soiling her own boxers to the point where her slick interweaved through the thick of her jeans, humping up into your grinding hips. each suck, you felt a shot of electricity puddle at your clit and strike through every one of of your veins— your heart quickening in pace as you felt the familiar high approach at the bottom of your gullet.

“ellie i think…” you announced, you hands falling into the strands of her auburn hair, gripping tight as you push her face closer into your breasts. “don’t stop… please… don’t stop… fuck…”

never would you have thought that this feeling could come from from her playing with your breasts, her sucks wet and wicked, spit falling down your stomach and spreading thighs. it all hit you at once, your lips widening as they blew its melodic hum. ellie smiled against your breasts, recognizing that expression you gave, you had came, just from her sucking on your tits.

with one last suck, a loud pop echoed as she released her lips, your body shivering in her embrace, nodding her head, feeling proud that she gave you what you deserved, “did you just cum for me playing with your nipples?” she breathed.

now she’ll never let this go and neither would you.

Put me in heaven with this one ❤️

könig x afab!reader

⊹ konig is as feral in bed as he is on the battlefield... based on this nsfw fanart

[ warnings ] pure smut. wc 582

cod masterlist

“let me fill you one more time—“ könig groaned desperately in your ear, both of you covered in sweat. “one more, mein schatz.”

könig’s entire frame crushed you, your sweating thighs plastered to his waist as he thrusted into you. his hot hands held you close to him like he couldn’t get enough, your own arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him further against your chest.

“one—ugh—more—gah—load,” he grumbled like a depraved man. his mind was completely melted, rambling without even knowing what he was saying. all he knew was that he wanted to feel you clench around him one more time. 

except one more time would never be enough. könig was insatiable. this was already round 3 of the night in under an hour. you were too overstimulated to even reply to him. all you could do was let him use your body at his desire and whine when things got too much.

“oh—fuckkkkk,” he growled when he felt your walls spasm.

“ahh,” you moaned, trying to tilt your hips so he stopped rutting against your clit, but he was too heavy for you to move beneath him. you could feel another orgasm brewing and you squeezed your eyes shut, your brain fogged. “k-könig,” you cried, not knowing if you could keep going like this.

könig’s erratic hips never faulted, “shh,” he cooed unsteadily. “you can take it.” 

you shook your head back and forth and mewled in your throat. könig tried to reassure you, “m’almost finished, liebling.” but you knew that was a lie. könig was never finished. he always wanted more.

as wild and deadly as he was in battle, he was just as primal in the bedroom. the softness of your skin felt heavenly against könig’s sore body and against his calloused hands. he slid a hand into your hair, his fist grasping tightly. “this is the last time. i promise.” his deep baritone sent you over the edge. you cried out loud, your legs squeezing against könig’s body, your body shaking as könig pummeled you through another orgasm. 

you could barely hear the way he was grunting and moaning as you clenched down impossibly hard around him. “gah, fuck,” he groaned. könig spilled inside you again, your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you felt him fill you once more that night. you weren’t even sure how he still had more to give at this point.

his thrusts turned slow but remained powerful when he bottomed out, hitting you as far back as he could. you gasped with every rut of his hips hitting yours. 

his seed leaked out around his cock as he rode out his orgasm. you weren’t sure you could go for another round, hoping könig was true to his word and this actually was the last time.

when he steadied himself, he kept his cock seated inside you, clutching you close against him while he caught his breath. 

his hand aimlessly stroked your hair. he pulled back to look at you, smiling at the sight of your flushed face and disheveled hair. “see. knew you could take it.” he kissed the tip of your nose, regretfully pulling out of you. you whined at the loss—you had got so used to the feeling of him inside you, it was almost painful for him to leave. he marveled at you as he sat back on his haunches, looking between your legs and watching his seed gush out of you. 

I was just thinking about him too ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

Obsessed with the idea that Tenya is actually the biggest slut for you :(

He just can’t help it! With your deliciously thick thighs that squeeze his head just right when he eats your chubby pussy, pulling your downright sticky folds apart before running a flat tongue against the length of you. 

He sucks your clit into his mouth and flicks his tongue rhythmically over the bundle of nerves, eyes watching how your cute tummy jiggles and shakes from the intensity of the feeling of his mouth on you. 

He’s whining, moaning at the taste of you as he grinds his clothed cock into the mattress, trying his best not to cum too quick :((

It’s fruitless in the end however, as soon as he reaches a hand up to fondle your breasts and you cry out as you orgasm, he feels his hips stutter as his own orgasm hits him unexpectedly, burying his face further into your cunt.

And when he finally comes up for air, glasses all fogged up and crooked, practically hanging off of his face, you can’t help but pull him into a feverish kiss, groaning as you taste yourself on his tongue.

He’s just… too fucking cute :(((

I would smother him with hugs and kisses ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

Bakugo likes when you trace and touch his scars

For a guy that constantly hates when people touch him ,he sure as hell doesn’t mind when you touch and rub around his marks on his right arm.

He’s not even left handed but he takes the sacrifice and struggles to use his left to text or write whenever you come beside him and poke and rub against his bicep. He’s sensitive on some areas even 8 years later, but he loves the warm comfort you bring when you do so.

Sometimes you don’t even realize you’re doing it, your chubby cheek mashed against his arm, cuddled up by him like a cat and rubbing it up and down as you watch a show, he glances down at you and can’t help but feel his cheeks warm. You give this man cute aggression.

Some days you sneak in a few kisses on his hand. Though it’s scarred it’s never calloused, still soft and warm, it took some time for Bakugo to even get used to your clingyness, and you respected it. In the beginning, Every once in a while you’d ask “May I touch you?” Which, he’d never admit to but he appreciated your asking heavily, not a lot of people respect his boundaries to NOT touching him, but you always did.

Eventually he just told you ,”touch me whereever you want.” In his aggressive way, but you took heed and did so.

After finally getting comfortable you couldn’t stop touching and kissing him.

His skin was soft, he smelled amazing, and he always made you feel so safe. Just like he is now;

The snow is falling, the fire is burning, and it’s his day off, you’re laying beside him on the cozy big couch not even paying attention to the show but his arm and face, giving it little kisses and gentle touches, Bakugo humming every once in a while when you touch a soft spot on him. He doesn’t mind it all, he’s watching you through his phone, recording you lost in your own world of fascination with his skin—-because of course he has a staring problem just like how you have a touching problem.