Super Cute, You're Trying To Escape

RUIN ME!🥵 JUST UGHH!

“It won’t fit,” you whine, peeking down over the swell of your breasts and feeling immediately dizzy upon seeing Sukuna pressing the throbbing, thick tip of his cock into your cunt. 

“Quiet for daddy,” he growls, not paying you much mind and merely swatting your thigh gently as you break his concentration. He presses the tip of his cock past your opening, eliciting a hiss and whimper from your red, bitten lips. 

Agonizingly, Sukuna presses in a little bit more, sinking bit by bit into your soggy, velvety heat. His eyebrows raise, pulling together in the pleasure from being inside you. 

“Shh,” he soothes, though his voice is still rough, as whimpers and mewls escape you. 

His cock is so big, so unbelievably thick. As he pushes inside, you feel like you’ll burst from the sheer weight of it. Inch by inch you’ve lost track of how long it’s been since your initial protest. Seems like that was forever ago, and now his cock is fixing to split you in half, and you swear it’s so long that you feel it bumping at the base of your throat, though that could just be your own anxious heart, and– 

“Breathe, brat,” Sukuna murmurs, hand splaying out on your lower stomach as his thumb swipes at your clit. 

With great effort, you suck in a breath of air, exhaling and allowing yourself to relax, just slightly. You repeat the action and gather yourself even more, and that’s when you realize he’s stopped moving. 

“Daddy made it fit. Went through all that trouble. Now take it like a good girl.” 

"Good boy denki!" It's so cute!!!!!

DENKI FUCKING himself on a suction cup dildo while he video chats you cause you haven't pegged him in a while and he wants to show you he's a good boy and will take your STRAP properly if you just come over.

@cupcake-rogue

Jesus....

⭐︎・book spine — bakugo k ; drabble

authors note: I saw a really cute blondie at my local bookstore and just knew I needed to write this for bakugo.

content warning: dacryphilia, choking, face fucking, hair pulling, squirting, smut.

Thinking about how bookstore clerk!bakugo helps out a special little customer more than the rest.

You're having trouble reaching a book? He's behind you in a second, his back against yours as his muscled arm stretches above you (probably making fun of your book of choice in the process).

Is there no more copies of the book you're looking for on the shelf? No worries, ‘cause he's leading you to the storage room so you can search through the boxes while he pounds your sex from behind.

Did you drop some change on the ground? Bakugo’s kneeling down and picking it all up for you, eyeing you up your skirt in the process before standing and placing it all in your palm as he peaks down your shirt at your chest.

And when it's just you two in the store, you can guarantee he's gonna take advantage of it.

Face fucking you behind the counter, one fist in your hair as the other wraps tightly around your pretty throat. Watching as salty tears roll down your cheeks.

Fucking you from behind on the floor so fast you think you're dreaming. He's pulling you back by your hair so he can leave marks on your neck and watching as your back arches like a broken book spine.

And he's relishing in how you squirt all over his cock, dirtying his pants and the store's carpet. Maybe he'll have to punish you for making such a mess while he's working.

bookstore clerk!bakugo. <3

Darling that gave me life so 😍😍🥰

Get Sleazy

hi this is a cop Bakugou fic 🧍🏽‍♀️

sorry if it’s kinda messy and rushed. I’ve been in a writing block, but I’m determined to get out of it by writing as much as I can!!

I’ll edit this as soon as the Shameless season finale goes off lmao

edit: based on this ask!

cw: consensual noncon, degradation, smut, public sex

word count: 3.4K

Your breath instantly hitched in your throat when the familiar flashing red, white, and blue lights and blaring siren echoed behind you. You glanced in your rearview mirror, watched how the cop raised a single finger, pointing you to pull over to the side of the road.

You were terrified. Heart thumping wildly against your ribcage at the prospect of a lonesome cop pulling you over at damn near midnight by yourself. The road you were driving on was deserted, you and the cop the only two people on the road at this time of night. Anything could happen on these quiet backroads.

You didn’t even know what you were being pulled over for! You weren’t speeding; if anything, you were driving too slow, being overly cautious. You were ten under the speed limit, finger hovering on your high beams to guide you through the dark path and the thick trees that hid the moon.

You had your seatbelt on. None of your lights were out. Didn’t need a turn signal. So what was the problem?

With a shaky inhale, you pulled your car over to the side of the road. Parking, you turned on your overhead light, taking multiple glances back at the cop behind you, who shuffled through a few things in his own dark car.

Chewing your bottom lip, you contemplated why on earth you would be getting pulled over, when a sharp knock against your window had you jumping in your seat. You gasped, eyes quickly darting over to the cop at your window, flinching when there was a bright flashlight pressing against the glass. You rolled the window down slowly, eyes wide as you try to get a good look at the cop behind the bright light.

“What can I do for you, officer?” You ask, putting on your sugary sweet voice as you squinted at the light still being flashed in your face. It stayed there for another few seconds before the cop rested his hand on his hip, the flashlight turned down to face the ground as he bent at the waist. The cop rested his forearms on your open windowsill, handsome face a few inches away as he stared at you quizzically. You couldn’t help but stare back at the handsome face; sharp red eyes, an explosion of ash blond hair, thin lips pulled down into a scowl, a silver chain encasing the thick column of his neck.

“Know why I pulled you over?” His voice was like sex, holy shit. All deep and gruff, reverberating throughout the entire car. You shivered, shifting in your seat, watch how the cop’s eyes follow the movement sharply.

You realize you’ve been staring when the cop cracks an eyebrow, mouth pulling down even further as he cleared his throat obnoxiously. You chuckled embarrassedly, sheepishly tap at your steering wheel as you look around the interior of your car.

“Can’t say I do, officer…?” You hum, glancing back at the intense red eyes that continue to size you up. He doesn’t even try to hide it, licks his lips at the sight of your exposed cleavage in your tank top. He stares down your shirt for a few seconds, before finally meeting your eyes with a smirk.

“Bakugou.” He murmurs, eye still flickering to your chest without shame. “I was going to originally pull you over for a random traffic stop, but after running your tags, I found something interesting. So, I’m going to need you to step out of the vehicle for me, sweetheart.”

You let your shock take over your face, watch how Officer Bakugou reaches inside of your car disrespectfully, unlock your goddamn door, and open it for you. You sit there for a second, shocked and appalled at the audacity of this cop, who stands there snarling with his hands on his hips and an eyebrow perked up.

“I don’t have all night. Out of the car.” His tone turns hostile and impatient in only a matter of seconds. You finally snap out of your resounding shock, reaching to undo your seatbelt, but obviously moving too slow for Officer Bakugou. He reaches inside once more, sets you free from your seatbelt, and yanks on your arm to get you out of the car.

You stumble, hands reaching out to steady yourself as the cop holds you in one arm and slams your door shut with the other. As soon as the door is shut, he presses you against it, his tall and broad body keeping you pinned. You gasp hands splayed on the flat against the metal, head turned slightly to see the brazen look the cop holds. He notices you eyeing him and grins, swoops in to press his lips against your ear with a chuckle.

“Your tags showed previous charges of drug possession, so I have to pat you down. Make sure you’re not hiding anything. Although,” Officer Bakugou takes a step back, trusts you to stay in place without his chest and thighs to pin you. You watch how his eyes roam your entire form, the exposed expanse of your upper back and shoulder blades, the backs of your thighs and calves in your shorts. The cop whistles under his breath before pressing his body flush against your own once more with a growl,

“It’s kind of hard to hide anything with these slutty fuckin’ clothes on.” Instantly, he starts patting you down. Large, rough hands traveling all over your body as you gasp and try to stutter out any kind of response that you can.

“S-sir, I can assure you, you’ve got the wrong person. You must have entered the wrong tags, because I’ve never—”

“That’s what all of you shitty fucking criminals say.” He grumbles from his crouching position, fingers digging into your closed shoes, flashing his light once more to check. Officer Bakugou stands again to his full height, pockets his flashlight and rests his hands on your waist. You shiver when you feel his breath tickle the side of your neck.

“M’surprised there weren’t any fucking prostitution charges, with how you got your ass and tits hanging out.” With that, he’s groping you through your tank. Panic instantly floods you, makes you twist and try to worm away from his calloused hands. But the seasoned officer must be used to the fight, with how he kicks your legs open, pulls your fighting arms behind your back, and cuffs your wrists in only a matter of seconds. You open your mouth to scream, but he holds a large palm against it to silence you.

“Don’t make a fucking noise, and let me finish my fucking job.” Officer Bakugou snarls, his free hand back on your waist, slithers up until he’s cupping your breast once more. Tears prick your eyes as you try to glance back at him, plead silently for him to let you go, to stop grabbing you, let you get back in your car, drive away as if nothing had ever happened.

Officer Bakugou obviously had other plans though, as he nuzzles his chin against your ear and presses a kiss to your hairline. When your breathing slows from the harsh panicked breaths from earlier, does the cop finally whisper in your ear,

“Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy it, slut.” Your breaths pick up in tandem once more. Officer Bakugou starts fondling your tit in his hand, greedily swapping between the pair as you feel a guilty bulge pressing against the curve of your ass. You tried fighting against his hold, kicking your feet back onto his shins, but with the way he had you pinned, you were practically immobile. Defenseless, with nowhere to go, or anyone to help you.

Officer Bakugou feels your fight slowly give up, watches how the hope for a savior slips from your eyes as you hiccup behind his hand, get his palm against your mouth wet with trailing tears. The sight of your giving up form makes his cock throb in his police uniform, makes him lick his lips hungrily.

“Told you you’d enjoy yourself. Just stop fighting it, sweetheart.” He purrs, slyly inching your tank top down further and further as you sob and rest your weight against the door in front of you. Officer Bakugou takes this as a sign of your defiance dying, slowly removes his hand from your mouth. When you don’t immediately scream for help, he grins, realizing that he’s got you exactly where he wants you.

“Good girl.” He whispers, pecks your cheek softly as he uses both hands to pull your bra and tank top down until your breasts spill from their previous confinements. He groans under his breath, lets them fill up his palm, squeezes them gently, rolls your nipples around with thick fingers. He speaks lowly into your ear all the while, grinds his thickening cock up against your ass, grunts whenever his zipper presses pleasurably against his bulging veins.

“Got a nice pair of tits on ya, sweetheart. You flashed them at any other officers before to get out of a traffic stop? Must have been desperate back then, huh?” His words make you flush, hiccuping as tears roll steadily down your cheeks. You bite your lip to muffle your sounds, shake your head vehemently at his insinuation.

“Musta’ used something else then, for them to let you go. Ain’t that right, baby?” Officer Bakugou doesn’t hesitate to trail his hands over your stomach after one last squeeze to your tits. You instantly panic, shaking your head, trying your best to free yourself from the confines of the handcuffs.

“No! Stop, please!” Your weak attempts to stop the cop are futile, as he only ignores you and pulls your over to lay on top of the hood. You try kicking your legs at him again, but with one threatening squeeze to your ankle bone, your ministrations halt. Bakugou rewards you with a nip to the back of your thigh, runs his hot hands up until they tug at the waistband of your shorts.

The warmness of the night air tickles your bare cunt as Officer Bakugou strips you without further hesitation. You whimper in embarrassment as he chuckles behind you, runs a quick finger up your slit to gather the wetness there. You hear him hum for a second before there’s a resounding pop. You cringe, realizing that he had tasted your slick without any remorse.

“For you to be fighting against me so hard, you sure are fucking soaked, sweetheart.” Officer Bakugou murmurs, wastes no time in burying his face into your cunt. You cry out, legs kicking out instinctively as he suckles on your leaking hole. He holds your cheeks apart, watches how your glistening pussy pulsates under his stare, watches how a bead of your slick rolls down and makes your thighs sticky, watches how you shift on your feet, how it makes the flesh of your ass bounce slightly.

He needs more.

Officer Bakugou goes in again with one long breath. He licks at your hole, sucks up everything that spills from you, groans into your pussy whenever you clamp down on his tongue. He lets his tongue rolls from his mouth, lick the very tip of your swollen clit, laughs when you buck back violently and cry out breathily.

His thick fingers dig into your skin, pulls you open even wider, leans back to spit on your asshole to watch his drool slide down slowly into your cunt. You gasp at the gross slide of it, try to wiggle your way out of his grip, try not to think about how your shifting only lets his glorious tongue delve deeper in your soaked walls.

“Fuck, you taste so sweet,” he murmurs against your lips.

The same moment Officer Bakugou lets your cheeks go to slip a finger inside of you, is the same moment he leans up to lap at your other hole. You choke out a scream, hands opening and closing quickly, only managing to grip at the very ends of his blond hair. He hisses when you get a few strands and pull roughly, bites back by shoving another finger inside before you’re fully ready for the second one.

You groan, walls stretching uncomfortably, as you let your head bang against the hood of the car. Officer Bakugou just chuckles, his free hand that’s not inside of you, inching down to free his aching cock. His tongue continues to work the puckered rim of your asshole, let it loosen until he can slip the tip of his tongue inside of your entrance. He tries to work your clit with a free finger, but with the angle, it proves difficult. He huffs against your ass, figures that he might as well get inside of you to really make you feel good.

Officer Bakugou pulls his fingers out quickly, slaps the wet digit against your aching clit, chuckles when your squeak and practically roll off of the hood of your car. He grabs your bicep and steadies you, hunches over your body to nip and lick at your earlobe.

Officer Bakugou ruts his thick cock in between your puffy lips, lets your slick coat his cock as he positions it at your hole. He nips your ear again, makes your whole body shiver, whispers,

“Which hole should I put it in, sweetheart?” Officer Bakugou rasps against your ear, directs his cock to tap against your asshole. You panic, whimpering, pleading for mercy, as the cop starts to over talk you.

“I’m sure a whore like you can take it in both. I could probably convince my partner to come next time, so I can be sure that both of these little holes are stuffed.” Officer Bakugou chuckles at your panic, groans at the thought of him and Kirishima trapping you in the back of their patrol trucks to really fucking give it to you. Bakugou shivers at the thought, eyes falling shut before he pries them open quickly.

“So? Which one, sweetheart? I’m starting to become impatient.” He whispers, threatening presses the very tip of his cock to your unprepared hole. He laughs at your squeak.

“My pussy! F-fuck my pussy, officer!” Bakugou groans at the high pitched whines in your voice, lets his eyes close fully this time. Wordlessly, he lets his cock sink deep inside of you, curls over your body, kisses at your cheeks and neck as you whine about his cock splitting you open.

Officer Bakugou lets you adjust to his size for only a second, before he starts snapping his hips inside of you. It’s damn near torture. The way the thickness of his cock forces your walls to accommodate his size, how he growls in your ear, sucks bruising hickeys against your skin. He pants against it, gnaws at the thin skin underneath your neck, wraps his arms around your torso to play with your squished tits.

“Fuck, you’re tight, sweetheart. Feel s’good wrapped around my cock.” He groans into your throat, the wet sounds of his balls clapping against your ass scaring the birds in the trees above, who flock away with agitated chirps. You can only whine, let the cop continue to use your cunt for his pleasure, try not to think about how you wish he would at least touch your clit.

It’s like he reads your mind. Officer Bakugou pulls up, uses your cuffed hands as leverage to pull you back against his fat dick, reaches his other hand around to circle your clit with precise fingers. The pressure is rough, just how you like it, quick little circles that pause after every few deep thrusts, picks up with a slower pace after his momentary pause.

You hate to admit it, but the pleasure starts to become too much. You can feel yourself starting to reach closer to your orgasm, can feel the bliss on the tip of your tongue as Officer Bakugou snarls behind you at the clap of your ass against his hips.

The strain of your shoulders are only a dull pain that you can’t seem to mind at the moment, only focused on how his veins and tip press and smack against your sweet spot, how the cop moans shakily as you start to clench down around him.

“Gonna cum, sweetheart? Gonna make a mess of my fucking dick, like the nasty whore you are?” Officer Bakugou snarls, starts to roughly pull on your forearms, uncaring of how he could dislocate your shoulders. You cry out in pain, shake your head, try to deny the building tension in your lower belly.

“Don’t lie, bitch. Fucking cum on my dick, like a good little whore. Cmon, sweetheart, fucking do it.” Officer Bakugou goads you into an orgasm, shushes your embarrassed cry as you cream all over the fat of his cock. He fucks you through it, feels his own orgasm creep up on him from feeling your tight and wet walls clamp down around him. He grunts, bites his bottom lip roughly, watches how your creamy pussy swallows his cock repeatedly, lets his hips start to drive a little deeper, a little faster.

You can feel him start to pulsate inside of you, how his thrusts get a little sloppier, how his groans start echoing in volume. You panic at the realization that he didn’t wear a condom, and is too damn close to his orgasm. You quickly perk up.

“Officer Bakugou!” You whine, trying to push up on your shoulders so you can look at the cop behind you. He stares right back at you, his uniform still completely in place and sharp, save for his zipper down and producing his fat cock that’s been mercilessly pounding away at you.

“Please, d-don’t cum inside!” You cry out, let the few tears stray from your eyes as your bottom lip trembles. It doesn’t do the job you were expecting it to. No, Officer Bakugou only groans at the sight of you, throws his head back, lets the speed of his hips pick up, lets the resounding wet squelch of your sloppy cunt push him closer to his orgasm.

He cums inside of you with a gasp, stuttering breath as he shoots his thick load inside of you. You whine at the feeling of it, how it coats your walls, fills you up, and warms your belly. You clench around him, hoping to milk his cock and hurry up the process of filling you. Officer Bakugou groans at the feeling, lets his body fall forward on top of yours.

You two stand there for a few seconds trying to catch your breath, before he finally pulls up and wordlessly un-cuffs your hands. You instantly bring your wrists around in front of you, sitting up with his cock still inside of you, sighing as you rub the tenseness from your joint. Officer Bakugou lays his hands on your waist, nudges at your jawline and presses sweet kisses to your neck.

“Was I too rough with the cuffs?” He asks, rubs up and down your sides as he tries to ease his cock from inside of you. You both sigh at the feeling, him admiring the way his cum seeps from your walls, you smiling at how his hands squeeze you tight.

“A little, when you were fucking me. But other than that, it was perfect. Thank you, baby.” You turn in his hands, wrap your arms around Katsuki’s neck. He frowns down at you for being too rough, but forgives himself with that love struck gaze you give him.

“You’re welcome, weirdo.” He murmurs, leaning down to capture your lips for the first time that night. You two share a sweet kiss, completely different from the rough nature of the role-play you two did just a few minutes ago. When you pull back, you smile up at him, watch how his eye soften at the sight of you.

“What time do you get off?” You whisper. Bakugou breaks eye contact to glance at the watch on his wrist.

“About forty-five minutes.” He murmurs, opts to leave butterfly kisses against your lips and jaw and cheek and forehead and nose. It melts your heart completely.

“Want me to go to that ramen place down the street? Get us a little midnight snack when you come home?” You ask, running your fingers through his spiky locks. Katsuki hums.

“That’s more than a snack, but sure, dumbass. Get me my usual.” He says against your mouth, smiles against your own smile as you kiss him quiet. You two stand there in each others embrace for a minute before you finally pull back for air, whisper against his lips,

“Of course, my love.”

Stealing my bonnet! With the good elastic... 😫...you best be lucky I love you like that or we be scrapin'

May you write a hc for Baku and/or todo with a black girlfriend

Thank you for your patience! Imma start rolling them out. Also included Sero on this one because the ask was similar!

Katsuki Bakugo

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Your angry little sunflower. 

You initially curved his ass so hard because he came at you sideways. 

He had that “you definitely want me” attitude and you told his ass to kick rocks. 

He was kind of used to people throwing themselves at him so being told to essentially fuck off sent him reeling.

He felt awful man, he really did like you but he didn't know how to say it without, well, being himself about it.

He approached you the next day and apologized. It was an odd one but you could tell that it was hard for him to even say it so it must have been sincere. You gave him a chance.

Months later, you’re living your best life with Katsuki.

His favorite activity was showing you off. He even went as far as to get you on a hero magazine cover with him. 

There was quite a bit of controversy. People had some opinions about you, and he quickly assured you he has no regrets about loving you.

It’s not like he ain’t seen a black woman before but like you….you were something else. 

He was quick to defend you online, and quickly let anyone who had anything even vaguely negative to say about you know that they weren’t worth the dirt you walk on. 

He takes care of you man, and speaking of getting taken care of...

He’s definitely the type to spoil you, he wants to see you happy. Expect all kinds of luxury.

You basically accidentally become an Instagram model just because he flexes you too much (as if there’s such a thing).

He’s also the kind of guy to love matching clothes with you. Whether it’s the whole fit or just the colors, he’s the king of matching. 

He’s just a sucker for you man, he got himself a baddie and he’s so happy about it 🥺

Shoto Todoroki

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Imma be honest, he’s probably gonna come off weird at first.

Well intentioned, just has no game to save his life.

Bakugo heard him describe you as a “beautiful chocolate queen” and he volunteered his services ASAP. 

“You are gonna get PUNCHED saying that.”

“But she is :(“

Shoto swiped up on your story and said you looked “entrancing”.

Ain’t a soul has ever called you that and you FREAKED.

Bakugo was about to slap him over the head for that but you responded.

“Yeah you look good too Todoroki lmaooo”

“Good enough to date?”

“I meannnn, where are you trying to go?”

“Somewhere worth your time.”

Bakugo was proud of his handy work, the entrancing was still whack but he figured you were weird enough to let it slide. 

You were very quickly his girl. 

He was eager to learn all about you, but it sometimes came off a bit too forward. Lucky for him though, you never mind. 

“Y/n?”

“Yeah Shou?”

"Someone told me you had black girl magic? I didn’t know you possessed magical capabilities. I’m not scared or anything, I would just like to see it myself.”

You were stuck between laughing and curling him up and awwwing from just how oblivious and precious he is.

You plant a small kiss on his forehead and watch him get flustered, “that’s the magic Shou, do you not like it?”

“I do I do, I just thought there’d be more-” he waves his hands around trying to find a way to explain himself.

You lean in for a longer kiss on his lips and feel him relax underneath you. 

“Was that more magical.”

“Maybe….:

You laugh and actually fully explain what it is to him, he finds it absolutely endearing and uses it to describe everything you do. 

He’s a quick learner overall and he quickly gets all the little differences and embraces them fully. 

You never have to worry about your relationship with him man, you’re always worth the effort. 

Give this man the patience and love he deserves and you’ll receive it back tenfold.

Hanta Sero 

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Dude is a goofball.

He got uncle energy and you hate it but love it all at the same time.

He saw Denki talking to you while out on a run one day and you all shared a hilarious conversation. 

The second you said your goodbye and continued your jog he was begging to find out your info. 

He was whipped by you, you had your hair up in a poof and the sun was hitting your gloss just right. If he didn't know any better he would say you were an angel.

He found your Insta and was LIVING. You’re pretty, humble, and funny as hell. He HAS to talk to you.

Unlike the other two he had game from the get go, he immediately approached you the next day and asked you out.

Of course you said yes!

He is such a giver and so very patient and loving of things that usually confuse others.

He’s always there when you feel down, even if you don’t want to talk he’ll just hold you and tell you small jokes just to get you to smile. 

He’s also the kind of boyfriend to just bother you and then go back to minding his business. Randomly poking you and eating your food just to see you get on him about it.

He thinks it’s cute, okay. 

"What do you want!"

He quits poking you, grabs your popcorn, and just leaves the couch. "Nothing."

"My popcorn 🥺". 

He will wait all day with you while you’re getting your hair done at your friends house, he even brings you and her some food back since it’s been awhile. 

She’s taking photos for your page and he’s just complimenting you, telling you how good you look and how he wants some photos of you too. 

Cue your ass looking awkward on a dining room chair with your hair just done. He doesn’t mind, he’s just glad his baby is happy. He sends the photos to everyone and Mina scolds him on not waiting until you were at least ready for the pic.

Speaking of hair, he got some texture himself so yall both sleep in bonnets. 

He be losing his own so sometimes you get back to your apartment late and just see him curled up on the bed with your bonnet on. 

You just about take it off his head because he couldn’t even steal one of your durags he had to take the bonnet with the really nice elastic band. 

He’s lucky you love him. 

🤡🧡🤡

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Okay okay okay I have this idea that is very chaotic but full of potential-

Imagine: reject humanity, become professional monster fucker. Full on explorer style, with maps and instructions to every region in the world like how those food connoisseurs do- but monster dick connoisseur instead.

Jumping from one place to another, finding every monster out there, fucking dragon Kirishima, then Vampire Todoroki, then werewolf Izuku, then octopus Sero- literally getting your guts rearranged while shakily putting a check mark on your wishlist. Don’t get me started on the boys’ reactions. They all do the stereotypical “I’m gonna eat you” monster act only to get slightly concern because you’re sweating and panting a little too excitedly to be labeled off as fear (jokes on them, they stuck with you, not the other way around)

You somehow find your way into hell and literally fuck demon king Bakugou off the throne Montero style

Just imagine the stories you tell your hybrid babies and they reevaluate their entire existence

MIGGI!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!

I have been a closeted monster fucker for absolutely too long and I can no longer hide it. this would literally be a dream come true and I’m GOING FERAL???????

Fucking Dragon Kirishima is probably one of the hardest fucks you’ve had. Not only is the dragon hybrid fucking massive, he has a dick to match his overall size. His hands that turn into sharp red claws are constantly digging into you whenever he fucks you full. And his knot—you had taken knots before, but Kiri’s was so fucking fat, that you passed out the moment it locked the two of you together. Definitely 12/10 experience.

Vampire Todoroki was a drast difference to Dragon Kirishima, but not in a bad way. While Kiri was all heat and mass and muscle, Todoroki was ice cold and lean, but quick as fuck. When he bit you, he expected for you to scream and plead for your life. What he wasn’t expecting, was for you to moan, hook a leg around his waist, and grind up into him. You left his spooky ass mansion with ice burns and a shitload of bite marks.

Octopus Sero was a different speed from what you were used to. He wasn’t heavy like mermaids, or staticky like eels, but slimy and always felt like he was touching you everywhere. The moment he had you pinned under him in the sand, every hole in your body was filled to the fucking brim. Your favorite part of the experience was definitely his suctions clamping over your nipples.

Werewolf Izuku was so fucking cute. Trying to be all intimidating and scary with his thick green fur and lightning sharp eyes. But he was nothing but a big puppy the moment you presented like a good little bitch and asked him to breed you. He just kept huffing and rutting into you, whining about wanting to fuck a whole litter of pups into your cunt.

And Demon King Bakugou. Oh bitch. He loves fucking mortals on his throne, and you’re no exception. He tried scaring you with a sharp claw to the throat, but all you did was push harder, let him nick the skin, and moan when he licked your blood from his fingertip. He wants to put up a fight when you grab his horns and ride him like he’s nothing but a bottom bull bitch, but you feel too good for him to stop you.

I died laughing reading this cause I'm on board with this 100%

do actors get boners while making sex scenes this is one of the things i’ve wondered my whole life

can i request the main three who has a s/o that loves when the guys suck their tits (the s/o lactates but is not pregnant) pls make it filthy queen 🙌

Todo has a mommy kink which goes perfectly hand-in-hand with your particular ‘quirk’

The first time you told him to: “Come and milk mommy, Sho.”

He was like: “Yes mommy” 🤤

The first time it happened bae was like

😳😱🤤

Now he can’t get enough of milking you and you can’t get enough of it either

“I’m hungry mommy.”

You live to tease him too.

Subtly playing with your tits in your agency meetings in front of him, until he has to dismiss himself to go to the bathroom.

Best believe when that meeting is over, he’s milking you in his office

You’re the sweetest taste in the world to him

If it’s not running down his chin and dripping on his chest, he’s not done

Deku is a BOOB GUY all the way

Massaging them, rubbing them, gazing at them

He is all about anything to do with your titties

So the fact that you have a fetish for getting them sucked?!

😏

Ma’am!!!!

When he discovered you lactate, he legit passed out

Like you almost called 911 until he woke back up

“Y/n y-y-you could have told me. God you just get more and more perfect.”

Sucks your titties in the morning before work for his “morning sustenance” as he calls it

Milks his dick on those soft tits of yours then drinks the combination of his seed and your milk from off your titties

Y’all nasty asses are a match made in heaven

An unapologetic freak, Bakugo was originally an ass man, but those tiddies of yours made him into a boob guy

“C’mere sweet tits, I want something to drink.”

You have to remind him y’all are in public cuz baby boi don’t give AF

Squeezes your titties till there’s a wet spot on your shirt

Sucks the milk out in the alley beside the restaurant y’all are frequenting, in the elevator real quick, in his office at work, in your office at work

“When daddy wants to taste you, he tastes you, understand mama?”

“Yes daddy” 🤤🤤🤤

Boob jobs galoreeee

Your milk is like a natural lubricant and oof 😏

Daddy can’t get enough

I never laughed so hard in my laugh

Now imagine France doing that to England…

🥴🥴💦😩🥵☠️⚰️🤤🤤🤤

HOW THEY EAT YOU OUT — bnha

just simple headcanons on how the men from bnha would eat you out.

masterlist — aot, jjk, haikyuu!!

content + warnings: 18+ content including cunnilingus, body worship, bruising/marking, voyeurism, and toy usage.

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