NSFW ~ Part 2 ~ Eustass Kid X Killer X F! Reader ~ I Want Both [Threesome]

shigaraki likes it when you pull his hair.

he’s never going to admit it, but when your fingernails scratch the scalp at the back of his neck, when you tug just a little too hard, he goes feral.

maybe it’s the burn at the root of his hair, or the threat of baring his neck to you, but it turns him on - he growls, tipping his chin up to you and esxposing rough, cut flesh along his jawline, in a vicious salute to your gall.

he’ll hiss cruel words, ask, “is that how you wanna play, bitch?” and claw at your body like you claw at his, fucking a second load of come into your battered pussy. he’s careful not to let the fifth finger drop, drawing blood beneath his jagged nails while he pounds into your cunt, dick throbbing as you stake your claims upon each other’s bodies.

🥵🥵 I don't need to add anything to this sweet fantasy, but I'll just say I would mark that man's neck up so quick, and happily let him leave hickeys and bites all over me. Like please sir

I was just about to fall asleep when I saw you opening lmao. Queen and goddess, may I ask for some mix of fluff and angst, with precious Rosinante who accidentally seriously hurts his fem!s/o because of his clumsiness? I lof you :sadcat:

⇥ rules!

⇥  non-one piece requests open!

these were pretty fun to write and i love tropes like this bc i’m evil

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God this boy. The instant it happens he’s filled with unbelievable guilt. He doesn’t even have time to think before he’s righting himself and gathering you up in his arms, rushing to the nearest doctor, promising your whimpering form that he didn’t mean to and berating himself.

When he finds out you’ve broken your arm due to his clumsiness, he breaks down at your side, hiding his face in your lap and just saying over and over again how sorry he is. If you’re talking, he doesn’t hear it, too busy beating himself up and wondering if this is the final straw in your stack of patience.

It takes a hard tug on his hair to get him to pay attention, his makeup smeared down his cheeks and tears still filling his bright blue eyes, now clouded with remorse and self-loathing. Your gentle hand-- just the one, he thinks bitterly, because the other is bound up in a cast because of him-- cups his cheek and you pin him with a stern glare.

It isn’t that you don’t understand how he feels. It is his fault, you can’t deny that. But you hate seeing him beat himself up over it so hard. It isn’t like he did it on purpose, he would never, and he can be upset at himself so long as he understands how you feel.

So you tell him that you aren’t mad or upset and beg him not to do anything stupid, like leave you, and his gaze flickers from yours to the side, his face paling. His long fingers pick at the sheet on the bed and he shyly asks if you plan to leave him.

Your heartfelt declaration and swift smack to the back of his head makes him believe you, and he’s relieved that at least that weight is off his shoulders. He has the urge to scoop you up in his arms and carry you down the hall, intent on making all of this up to you, but he definitely knows better than that. So instead he takes your uninjured hand and lets you lead the way to wherever you’re going, nodding in agreement when you declare he owes you so much royal treatment while you heal. Like he’d argue even if you weren’t injured.

"Sometimes I wonder if, when you look at me, you wish you were seeing her."

"I see you, Pidge. And you're exactly who I want to see."

tw non-con, misogyny

thinking about college incel shigaraki, some skinny nerd in your comp-sci class that despite never talking to you and claiming to hate all women, watches you enter and leave class. one day you walk past him and just smelling the perfume you have on has made him rock fucking hard. he says he hates women, they’re all sluts and whores who just need to be told what to do, yet he still jerks off alone in his dorm, getting off on this image that he created of you in his head. he’s never talked to you, yet he’s so sure of how you’ll react and respond to everything he does or says.

he knows what bands you like based on the t-shirts that you wear, you’re not a “poser,” and he knows what shoes and food you like, too. shigaraki is so convinced that you’re the one for him, that you can imagine his shock when you politely dodge his advances alone in the computer lab. he’s hit with the cruel realization that you are like other girls, and he’s stupid for thinking you were anything but a submissive bitch. you did nothing wrong- you were never mean to him, you never even sent him a dirty look or glare. but maybe you should’ve, because now you’re bent over one of the desks, tears in your eyes while you apologize and beg for him to stop. it’s adorable, the noises you make, when he sinks his cock into your body. he was right all along, you are perfect for him, you just needed a little convincing.

- disclaimer i do not actually support any of the shit i write about, especially in this thirst

- like + reblog is appreciated

Tamaki Amajiki: Ruts and Heats

Warnings: Sexual content and references to it

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It’s well known that Tamaki isn’t the most confident of alphas. He’s quiet and has an arguably flexible backbone, not to mention his own self-doubt issues.

None of that was important to you though, because all you knew him as was your over caring and sweet alpha.

He himself could hardly believe he had managed to get someone as beautiful and amazing as yourself to allow him to court you.

Of course his main goal is to always make you feel loved, taken care of, and, above all, respected.

You can bet your ass this man drinks his respect omega juice every morning. He works with Fatgum after all, and he’s constantly surrounded by so may amazing female heroes.

So, through a blushing, stuttering, and anxiety provoking conversation he initiates the talk of what to do when your heat eventually comes around.

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Alpha Nanami x Small Omega reader x Alpha Gojo

Normally, having two alphas surrounding you constantly would throw any omega off and have them running for the hills, but things felt natural with the three of you- your scents mixed in together so well, you all got along great too and when you were with them you felt safe, which is probably why you didn’t act surprised when your cheeks began warming around the two alphas, why you didn’t even bat an eye at the fact that you had the urge to have their scents on you and vice versa. you didn’t actually think they liked you back, you figured it was a fantasy- a far off dream. two alphas sharing one omega never usually worked out. 

so when they both arrived at your apartment, Gojo holding a blanket they had both scented, Nanami holding a large bouquet of roses, you were extremely shocked. Nanami stuttered for the first time ever when he announced that him and Gojo were interested in courting you. of course you accepted and ever since then you three had been living as mates. you guys shared everything now since you began living together.

a bedroom, credit cards, cars and for Nanami and Gojo that also meant you. 

They had prepped you all night fingers gently fingering your untouched asshole, stretching the ring of muscle as much as they could, adding more fingers until they felt you were ready, they slipped in a cute butt plug and left it in overnight in preparation for the next day. Nanami laid underneath you while you were on all fours on top of him. lube dribbled out of your ass as it clenched and unclenched in excitement, you heard Gojo curse under his breath at the sight, he gathered the lube up on his thumb and pressed it back inside your ass, back arching into his touch you gave him a small whimper of “please” before he lined the head of his cock up to your loosened asshole, he slowly pushed inside of you and you could feel your legs shake, clit throb from the foreign feeling. Once he was fully inside of you, his hand found your tummy and rubbed it gently, thumb running over the bulge his cock left your tummy.

“Fuck-..your little ass is taking me so well princess” He groaned, you could feel the large cock twitch inside of you. Nanami let out a sigh before lining his cock up with your cunt’s entrance, the hole dripping enough to leave a puddle of slick on the sheets underneath you, he slowly pushed his cock inside of you and you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head. you could feel the way the two men’s lengths rubbed against each other through the barrier that separated them. 

“So good, you’re doing so so well baby girl” Nanami whispered out, massaging your hips gently, waiting for you to give them the okay to begin moving. 

You gave a needy whine and they didn’t waste anymore time, their hips slowly began moving, creating a smooth rhythm, every time Nanami pulled out Gojo was thrusting in, the pleasure had their names falling out of your mouth repeatedly, you fell forward face landing on Nanami’s chest. Gojo’s hands gripped your waist and he began thrusting harder, you felt your abused rim burn deliciously when his cock pulled out, Nanami’s thrusts became faster, angling his hips he managed to hit that soft spot in your cunt that had your entire body shake in pleasure. 

“Hows your little cunt feel, hm? Nami’ fucking you up real good?” You heard Gojo ask with a particularly hard thrust, your only response was a long drawn out moan. 

“No one else would be able to take us, you’re so so amazing princess” Gojo groans, his thrusts becoming more sloppy, Nanami’s fingers find your clit rubbing the aching bud in circles, your head tosses back as your fingers run through the blondes hair pulling at the strands. 

“feels good!” you say, hips unsure of wether to grind backwards against Gojo or downwards against Nanami. you instead opt to raise your hips higher in the air as your orgasm wracks through your body, your cunt squeezes around Nanami causing him to let out a small moan of your name before you can feel the base of his cock swell with his knot. his hips halt their movements and you can feel the warm cum pour into your cunt, Gojo isn’t too far behind, hips slowing as he feels his knot inflate catching your rim. a hand is placed on your stomach and presses down against the bump in your belly. 

“fuck look at you princess, your little body gettin’ flooded with our cum, ‘s cute” Gojo said, hips desperate to keep moving despite the knot, you fully fell forward on Nanami, the blonde sitting up in a more comfortable position cradling you in his arms while Gojo massaged your back soothingly whispering how good you felt and how proud they are of you into your ear. 

𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 | c.h

Pairing :: Corpse Husband x GN! Reader

Requested :: Yes (by Anon 🤸‍♀)

Summary :: Here are some headcanons of what I think/imagine it'll be like being married to our beloved deep voiced streamer!

A/N: I hope you guys like this, especially the anon who requested did! Taglist (for all my future Corpse fics and my one multi-chaptered fic) and Requests are open

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Let's start with the two of you's wedding, shall we?

It'll be a private wedding with just your friends and family invited, the man wouldn't be able to handle too many guests at once due to his Agoraphobia

It won't be a fancy one, just simple enough as you guys prioritize getting married more than trying to make a perfect and grand after party

Later in your little honeymoon, he'll confessed that being able to say that you're now his partner for life makes him very much happy. You're now stuck with him.

You weren't complaining. Now onto your life as a married couple!

Corpse will be the type of husband that'll make you forget you have a name due to how many petnames he will use to refer to you; sweetheart, babe, baby, love, sunshine, honey, you name it!

He will probably be giddy if you do the same, imagine if you do that one tiktok challenge to him where instead of calling him by his usual pet name, you call him by his name and he is so confused

Here's the challenge I was talking about, it's a compilation!

There will be some fights; no matter how perfect you both think the relationship is, it's not picture perfect.

But they never last due to you both learning early on in your relationship before marriage that Communication is Key

Taglist: @apple-slice-of-your-laifu-blog

Hi may i request a one shot of ace x fem!reader where ace wokes up after the events of marineford, (au where he survives) and finds out her s/o sacrified herself for him, dying in the process. She was childhood friends with the asl brothers, so ace wakes up to a crying luffy telling him the news. I like angst im sorry😭

Hey! how are you?!. Thanks for requesting!! I wrote this little story, it's more on the short side - I usually write more words - yet for some reason I started crying on the middle of it haha, I guess I got too invested on the story 😅. I hope you like it even though it's a little short!. Thanks for reading! ~

PART 1 - Portgas D. Ace x F! Reader ~ Why isn't she here?

TW: ANGST 💔, suffering, blood 🩸.

WC: 607.

PART 2

“Ace… Ace, brother!!”, shouts Luffy. Ace is still severely injured, bedridden, tears running through his freckled cheeks. He's still asleep, perhaps having flashbacks of the… war. “L-Luffy…”, he says, opening his eyes violently, all of a sudden. “Ace… How are you? Does it hurt?”, his brother asks, desperately, also injured, but sitting next to him.

Multiple marks cover Ace’s skin. A big one over his heart it’s about to become one that skin will not ever repair… a scar, deep IN his heart. Ace tries to incorporate, but he fails. He is weaker than ever, it hurts, it hurts like hell.

“Where… where is she?” he asks, gasping for air. Luffy cries, Luffy tries to tell him, but Luffy can’t speak. He doesn’t want to be the one who hurts his brother forever, but he has to. “Luffy…where is she? Is she ok?”, he asks once again, and his voice begins to crack. Ace already knows, but he just prefers to think it was just a dream.

Luffy stops crying and remembers about Ace telling them “stop being a crybaby, I hate crybabies”, he also remembers when she used to stay with Ace when he felt alone, when he hated his father… “Ace… she… didn’t make it…”, Luffy says straight to him.

“What do you mean? What do you mean she didn’t make it? where… Where is she? you are lying… where is she?!”, Ace shouts. “She is dead, Ace… She died protecting you, if it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t be here”, Luffy tells him, trying to stop his tears from coming out.

Ace’s heart broke in a hundred pieces, and the little hope he still had seems to go away. His eyes became blurred with tears that couldn’t be stopped. He screams so loud, enough to be heard from the very opposite side of the island.

This time he stands up, pulling energy from who knows where. He runs through the little house, opens the door, and sees a big sea ahead of him. They were on the coast of Amazon Lilly. All the cables, all the bandages he had on his body fell to the floor.

He kneels, hitting his already bruised knees and hands on the ground. “Why her and not me? I couldn’t tell her how much I love her”, he shouts to the horizon. Every single injury begins to bleed, the ground receives thick red drops that won’t stop flowing… and with every single drop, Ace feels his life slowly fading away, his lover, the love of his life, his best friend, is gone. And all because of him, because of being the son of Gol D. Roger... Damn him. “She gave me back my will to leave, Luffy… it’s not fair… Luffy, Luffy, it's not fair!!!”

Luffy hugs his brother so tight, trying to calm him down, but mostly because he knows this is tearing his insides apart… “Why couldn't I protect her? Why was she there? Luffy, oi Luffy, why is she dead? Who killed her?” he asks, crying, coughing some blood. “I’m sorry brother… she... she interposed between you and Akainu… she… she received the whole fist…”. Ace looks at his brother, with fire in his eyes. He doesn’t need to speak to swear revenge… Akainu will pay... the whole Marine will.

Ace slowly closes his eyes and loses consciousness again, falling over Luffy’s arms. “I’m sorry brother, I’m really sorry…”, says Strawhat while caressing Ace’s head, hurt by the loss of his friend, but relieved to still have his brother breathing on his arms… “Don’t worry, Ace… I’m sure Sabo will take care of her up there…”

Could you do bakugou reacting to his s/o giving birth and how he’d comfort her I’m a sucker for comfort

Bakugou would be so panicky, but not wanting to admit it

You can tell though, with the extra yelling and all

His face reads utter panic as you inform him of your water breaking

He’s moving quickly around the house, keeps an eye on you as much as he can

He’s juggling a million and one things all at the same time

Calling his agency to inform them that his paternity leave starts right fucking now

Somehow also calling Deku and Shitty Hair to cover for him for his patrol today

He’s getting your bag and scooping you up into the car in under two minutes

Has to double back though to get your shoes, because he was in such a rush

He’s supportive the whole time at the hospital though

Although, just a bit too loud

He’s yelling at the doctors and nurses every time yours or the baby’s heart rate starts beating too fast or too slow

You have to remind him that you’re the one that’s pregnant and hormonal, not him

He lets you squeeze the fuck out of his hand when you have to start pushing

He’s screaming more than you are

Kisses your head and mumbles about how great you did when you finally pop his precious little girl out

He commends you so much for pushing out his lil brat after being in labor for 13 hours 🥺

I AM THINKING HARD ABT YAMS BEING IN HEAT BUT ALSO BEING IGNORED AND PUNISHED CAUSE HE WAS A BRAT BUT NO MATTER WHAT HE DOES HE JUST CANT GET HIMSELF OFF AND HE BEGS YOU

YES BABE! I've been wanting to write something (because I have a constant worry that if I don't pump shit out on the regular, y'all will just leave.) I made him a bunny hybrid bcs hybrids in heat just hit different. So let's get this show on the road. (Nsfw ahead, use of Mommy, implied fem reader ig?)

So, we are all fully aware by now, that Tadashi is very needy and makes sure you know that he deserves most of your time.

But Bunny Tadashi is even worse.

If he isn't sitting on your lap, he's dying.

If you don't have one hand on his head, gently playing with his soft hair or ears, he can't go on.

If you aren't smothering him in some kind of attention, his life is going to end immediately.

Yeah, I suggest you learn to type with one hand.

If he talks to you at all, you better respond within five seconds, or he thinks you've abandoned him.

"Mommy, why aren't you listening to me?"

It gets old fast. And no matter how much you try and punish your bunny in an attempt to tame him, he always managed to bounce back, as needy as ever.

While yes, his neediness wasn't always horrible, he still had no sense of boundaries or "me time".

Well, this time, his brattiness came back to bite him in the ass.

You knew his heat season was coming up, and you figured he would behave so that he wouldn't get punished and risk not getting the attention he wanted. You were wrong.

It got worse.

"Mommy! Come cuddle with me!"

"Whatever you're doing can't be as important as me, can it?"

"It's not fair, you won't pay attention to me, do you not love me anymore!"

Naturally, you decided that both of you had enough.

"That's enough Tadashi. Until you can get over this bratty, stuck up attitude of yours, you're not getting anything from me. No playtime, no cuddles, no kisses, nothing."

The look on his face was priceless. Immediately drops to his knees and begs for any other punishment than that.

"No! Don't ignore me, please! Anything else, I'll do anything else, it's just not fair!"

"Life's not fair. I'm going to enjoy myself and you're going to think about what you've done."

He was not happy then, but imagine his dismay when his heat hit the next day. You woke up to a sobbing, half asleep Tadashi dry-humping your leg.

"I said nothing, I mean nothing. Get yourself off if you need it that bad."

You knew full well that Tadashi hated having to get himself off. It was just not as good as you. But you also knew that it would stick with him more than any other punishment you had tried.

He spent most of his time in your room, on your bed, trying to get himself off, sleeping, or crying at how "abused" he was. He would beg for you so loudly you were positive the neighbors could hesr him.

"Mommy, I need you to touch me, please! I'll be good now! I promise! I can't take this anymore, don't wanna do it myself, I can't!"

You almost felt bad for him, but you reminded yourself that he had gotten himself in the situation, he could get himself out. So sighing and walking into your bedroom to repremand the horny rabbit, you're greeted with a beautiful sight you never knew you needed to see.

His back was arched off the bed, red, achy and throbbing cock gripped in his hand as he tried to fuck his fist to satiate the burning in his stomach. His soft tail was wiggling frantically and his ears were flopped down against the pillows, his freckled cheeks were drenched in tears and bright red. You had no idea if he knew you were there, but you decided to sit back and enjoy the show.

Sitting back in a chair you had pulled into the living room, you watched your bunny try to get himself off and fail.

"Mommy, I don't wanna do it, please touch me!"

"Shut up. You did this to yourself, now take your punishment before I make it worse. The only thing I want to hear coming out of that slutty mouth of yours, are more of those precious moans, got it? You're not stopping until I say you can. And then maybe, just maybe if you're good, I'll let you get me off."

He only sobbed and complied, man he had really fucked things up.

(Luckily enough for you, he tried to be more considerate after that.)