★ Digging Straight Down | Masterlist

Ahh okay. I didn't know that. Thatnks for an explanation! You're right. Its fucked up. Imma just adjust myOCs and make the lips plump and not like this.

Hey jsyk it’s 2018 and if you’re still drawing characters with big lips like THIS, even if they’re pale/not black, it’s fucking racist. Stop doing it.

No excuses. “It’s a stylistic choice!” It’s a RACIST stylistic choice.

“Idk how else to draw big lips!” That’s because you relied on racist caricatures and are a bad artist. Teach yourself. Learn. If you’re not willing to do that, then you are a bad, racist artist.

“But it’s part of the character design!” Yeah, and it’s racist. If it’s your OC, then change it. If it’s not your OC, make the right choice and draw them with normal looking bigger lips instead of this racist monstrosity.

And if this post makes you uncomfortable because it’s calling you out for stuff you’ve done, good. Fix it. Own up to it. Grow.

If you see this and you’re first thought is to defend this: you are racist. You are part of the problem. Congrats. Now work on yourself and unlearn that.

...like a dickhole anus mouth

CreepShow Art 2020

tru tho

Me, the writer: "I should write the whole story before I post it."

Also me, the writer: "Let's post the first chapter now although I don't how to continue the story."

i see we have the same taste in men, mean and blonde

you’re whipped for tsukki

i’m whipped for both bakugou and tsukki 😌✊🏽

kinda lame my pupils arent tiny pink hearts 

Hiiii! Number45 with bakugou please. Love your writing, take care hon❤

Thank you love! 💖 also don’t mind this writing because i’m a thirsty hoe today

(45) “Open up.”

NSFW below the line.

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The sweat was accumulating on both your bodies as he furiously pounded into you. The top of his cock hit you in a certain angle that made you mewl in pleasure, and you were unable to focus on anything else besides the way his length went in and out. In and out. You were so wet that he was able to slide into you with ease, and the sound of his balls slapping against your skin as he held your legs up like you were just some fuckhole just made you even more hornier.

“You like that, baby?” Bakugou grunted, a shit eating grin on his face as he watched your eyes roll to the back of your head. You were close, and he knew that very well from the way your pussy was clamping down tighter around him.

“Yes!” You screamed out, and it made him fuck you even harder and faster if that were even possible. “Don’t stop-!”

“Fuck, princess-” he cursed as he shut his eyes, gripping your thighs so tight that they were sure to leave bruises the next day. “You’re squeezing so hard around my cock.” With his a toothy smirk, he licked his lips, watching the way your tits bounced up and down from his fucking. It was delightful to him, and it drove him to increase his pace, wanting to see you completely unravel and cum all over his big cock. “Take it all,” he said huskily. “Take all of it like the good girl that you are.”

Before you knew it, you felt the pressure starting to build up again from his controlled but powerful thrusting. He easily knew where to hit and how to make you cum quickly, and the intensity just built up more and more for you. You then let out a small gasp, your walls tightening even more around his cock, and that was when you felt your orgasm coming.

“Go ahead, cum,” he growled, watching as your breath hitched and your eyes snapped shut. The wave of your orgasm made your body shudder, your hands grasped the sheets around you so tightly that your knuckles turned a different shade. He let you ride it out with his cock, pushing and pulling against the slippery mess of your cunt. After you had settled down from the orgasm, he barked out another order. “Get up.”

You followed his command as his cock slipped out of your aching pussy. Sitting up and panting, still trying to recover from what had just happened, you wondered what he was going to do.

“C’mere, babe,” he let out, pumping his own cock in his hands and standing from the side of the bed. You obeyed obediently, crawling over to him in your naked form, getting an idea of what he wanted you to do. Holding out his length in your direction, he uttered only two words. “Open up.”

You did it without any question, and his long and thick cock was instantly stuffed inside your mouth. You let out a low moan as he fucked your face steadily, your tongue massaging his being length while you hollowed out your cheeks for him. Bakugou groaned, watching the way his cock disappeared from in and out of your mouth. It seemed that he was getting close himself from the way his hand gripped your hair even tighter and the way he quickened his pace.

After a few minutes of his own pleasure, he couldn’t help it anymore, and you were surprised when he suddenly yanked himself away from you. His hand instantly went to his cock again, furiously beating the piece of meat. His breaths grew ragged and he was letting out low grunts, and you knew what was coming. So you opened up your own mouth for him once more, wanting and waiting.

“Fuck-!” Bakugou then moaned out. With some final strokes, he ended up blowing his load all over your face. The caramel-scented cum shot into your mouth, your cheeks, and even a little bit on your eyelid. You looked pretty fucking hot to him, defiled by his hot and sticky cum. He couldn’t help but laugh as he watched you lick the cum from the side of your mouth, swallowing it like it was a good treat.

“You’re a good little cum slut, aren’t you?”

“Only for you.”

“Mm,” he grinned in satisfaction, loving the way you licked up the leftover cum from the tip of his cock like a kitten wanting more. He wanted to give you more,

And more,

And so much more.

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prompt masterlist

lmao

BACK DOOR :: HAN

*C OUgh*

I wanna be Ushi's lil sister who he's just so gentle with. Being a total perv to him and he's just dumb enough to think its all out of innocence. He thinks that he's the sick one when he agrees to help you "learn" how to give a blowjob and he's so gentle as he pets your hair and enjoys the feeling of your mouth. You're so excited when he grips your hair and fucks your throat, muttering that he's sorry for being rough while he blasts loads down your throat. Next you'll ask him to take your cunny.

mm to take advantage of wakatoshi-nii <3

nsfw, fem reader, dubcon, incest, face/throat fucking

“toshi-nii...” you twirl your finger in your hair. “can i ask you something?”

he looks up at you from the manga he’s reading. sometimes you wish you’d catch him reading the hentai he hides under his bed. but no, he’s reading some shounen type. 

“what?” he closes the book and puts it aside, sitting up in his bed. 

“well...” you have to suppress the smile. “my boyfriend... you know him right?”

you see his eyebrow twitch. “yes.”

“it’s just...” you come and sit next to him on the bed. “he wants to take our relationship to the next level.”

he blinks at you. “why are you telling me this?”

“toshi-nii...” you whine. “you’re the only one i trust to ask...”

you’ve known him for so long that you can tell you gave his ego a little boost. “what?” he sighs.

“he wants me to put my mouth on him...” you make a show of parting your lips, letting him see your wet tongue. “a... blowy? i think that’s what he called it.”

“a blowjob?”

“yeah! yeah... that’s it...” your cunt thrums in anticipation. “and... y’see, i’ve never given one before and... i want it to be good so... can you teach me?”

his face is slowly, but surely, turning red. he just stares at you and you stare back... well, until you look down and see his cock getting hard in his shorts. you hide your smirk, blinking innocently at him.

“we shouldn’t.”

“but nii-san...” you grab his arm. “what if he breaks up with me because i can’t give him a good blowjob? i would be so sad...”

wakatoshi has a little debate with himself, and you can see the gears turning behind his eyes. 

“fine. i’ll teach you.”

“thank you, toshi-nii!” you grin, eagerly getting between his legs. 

he pulls down the waistband of his shorts and underwear down until they slide down his legs, revealing his cock. wow... it’s fatter... and longer... and just much bigger than you thought.

“toshi-nii...” you stare. “can i touch it?”

“sure.”

you grab at the head, hearing his breath hitch. you give a ghost of a smile, moving your hand down to the base and watching his precum begin to bead at his tip.

“so i just put my mouth on it?” you look up.

he hums.

and with that you engulf his cock. he jumps a bit at the sudden movement, putting his hand in your hair. “whoa...” his breath shakes.

you take him as far as you can, gripping at what you can’t take. still, you gag, taking your mouth off of him.

“you don’t have to take it all the way...” he strokes your hair, watching as you wipe at your mouth. “take whatever is comfortable.”

“but does it feel good if i take it all the way?”

“well...”

you lick at his cock now, sucking at the sides and at the head, hollowing your cheeks out. 

“just tell me what feels good, nii-san.”

and you take him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and easing more and more of him in. he keeps his hand on the back of your head, not pressing down but just holding you gently. you choke around his cock as it reaches your throat and he groans loudly. you keep just playing with it that way, easing him into the entrance and gagging around the head of his cock. 

“it feels good...” he sighs, using his other hand to stroke you cheek as you take him. “just like that.”

you pop your mouth off, sucking in air. “sorry, toshi-nii....”

“it’s okay...” he swallows. “you’re doing good.”

“am i?” you bat your eyelashes at him. “i think i like sucking your cock.”

his cock visibly twitches at your words.

“we can... we can stop if you want...” he clears his throat. “you’ve done good, i think your boyfriend will be pleased...”

“no, toshi-nii...” you grip the base of his cock with your small hand. “i want you to cum.”

his breath hitches, and the hand that was on the back of your head returns, pulling on your hair and forcing his cock in your mouth. you moan as he fits it in your throat, but then pushes all the way. your eyes bulge and water as he bottoms out inside.

“there...” he closes his eyes, visibly pleasured. “is this okay?”

you can barely nod your head, but you do, tears falling from your eyes from the stretch. you’re hyperventilating, struggling to breathe through your nose since his cock is basically in your esophagus. 

“if you let your boyfriend do this...” he grabs the sides of your face, pulling on your cheeks. “he’ll love you forever.”

and then he stands, pushing his cock further down your throat as he begins to thrust. your hands hold onto the hem of his shirt, pulling as he fucks your face. your thighs rub together, you’re so fucking turned on from this. 

“teeth,” he comments. you try to relax your jaw, opening as wide as you can to avoid grazing his cock to give him the most pleasurable experience possible.

because if he likes it, that means he’ll come back, right?

your eyes roll in your head as your nii-san pounds the back of your throat. you’re nearly losing consciousness but it’s so good... his groans are so hot and you’re cunny is soaking wet. you wished he would’ve fucked you, but this is second best, you suppose.

“i’m going to cum...” he pulls out, cock slapping against your face. “should i--”

“cum in my throat, nii-san!” your voice is hoarse and scratchy, a little distorted. “you can cum inside.”

his eyes darken and once again he’s pounding your mouth and you love every second of it. you look up at him, eyes streaming with tears and you try to smile on his dick. toshi watches, mouth open, moans falling from his mouth as he cums inside your throat. you try your best to swallow around his cock, milking him for all his worth. 

he pulls out, taking a step back and sitting down on his mattress. he breathes heavy, watching his cock soften.

“i love you, nii-san...” you rest your head on his thigh. 

his hand comes down to pet your head, running his thick fingers in your hair.

“maybe next time...” you look up at him. “you can teach me how to fuck.”

may challenge; shoji.

a/n: may challenge day 20. injuries/injured darling, burns, shoji and darling are childhood friends, possessiveness, overprotectiveness. 

word count: 1.5k

“Mezo, this is insane! What are you thinking?“ 

If he didn’t appear to be his calm, normal self, then you wouldn’t have believed him to have any sense left in his head. Your childhood friend and classmate continued lacing up his boots, and only turned his eyes towards you when one of his tentacles opened into a mouth, so he could respond to your question. 

"I’m thinking that something needs to be done, and I’ll be the one to do it." 

When he finally stood up, he towered over you like a skyscraper and looked as though he might even bump his head against the ceiling, his muscles bulging out of the tank top he usually wore for training. To anyone else, he would be so intimidating….but in your eyes, all you could see was a guy that was far too insistent on protecting your honour. 

Before he could move another inch, you reached up and pressed your hands against his broad chest–and putting on the most stern face you could, you gave him a gentle push so he would fall back to sit on your bed. 

"Sho, you need to relax. Challenging Bakugo to a duel in the middle of the night isn’t going to take back the fact that I lost to him.”

In all honesty, despite how determined he was to fight for you already, you had done your best to hide how humiliated you had truly been following your defeat. You liked to think you were strong, or at least not the weakest of your fellow classmates–but getting the crap beaten out of you by Bakugo today was humbling to say the least, especially now that you were sporting some rather deep bruises and painful wounds that would take awhile to heal. And you hated being pitied, so having to be hauled off by your friends to Recovery Girl while everyone’s eyes bored into your aching, burned body…it was the worst feeling in the world. 

“Haven’t you seen what’s beneath your bandages? He burned you. Badly. You’re going to have scars because of him.”

You sighed, and tried to shake the memory off, while your fingers mindlessly drifted over the bandages wrapped tight around your arm. While you had been licking your wounds, of course Shoji was the first one to come find you once you were released from care–and for once in his life he showed his emotions clearly on his face, his fury seething straight through his mask and causing heads to turn as his footsteps thudded heavily through the corridors of the school to find you. 

“Everybody has scars, Sho. Have you seen Midoriya’s hands? Or yours? It’s normal." 

The two of you had been friends for a long time, but you had never seen him so furious as he was just a few hours ago. Your sparring sessions had been around noon, so Shoji had the whole last half of classes to glare daggers at Bakugo whenever he could, and you even watched him shove past him as you left for the day, nearly everybody being the wiser to how much it wasn’t an accident. It was baffling, honestly, to see him act like that–even as elementary schoolers Shoji had always been mature and never held grudges, but for some reason seeing you get hurt when he wasn’t paying attention really bothered him. And to top it off, it made you feel like he saw you as weak, too…like you were just another person he needed to protect, instead of the hero you strived to be.

“I don’t care if it’s normal for everyone else. It shouldn’t be normal for you.”

With that thought sticking in your mind, your brow furrowed as he stood back up, and moved across your room to leave–but he stopped with his hand on the doorknob, when you muttered something to his back.

“…Why? Is it because you think I’m weak, too?” 

He turned his head almost immediately, just as you figured he would. But you had your arms crossed over your chest and a dark shade over your eyes, your thoughts turned sour in just a matter of moments.

“That isn’t-”

“Wasn’t what you meant. Sure. So that’s not why you’re always trying to protect me.” 

He was your best friend, and your closest ally in the world, so it stung even more painfully to realize that he probably wasn’t taking you seriously. You thought that whole saviour complex was just because it was who he was…but it pained you to think that he was only like that because he’s always needed to protect someone smaller than him. Someone who always clung to his arm when you were shy, and had him beat off the bullies when you couldn’t do it yourself. 

“…I don’t want to protect you because I think you’re weak.” 

Somehow, that sentiment aggravated you even more. You’d seldom ever got annoyed with Shoji, you couldn’t even remember the last time you fought–but you were certain he was just pitying you now, and treating you like you were still a child. In that moment you felt just like when you were kids, when you always needed somebody to stand up for you, and you were far past being over it. 

“Then why do you, Mezo? You shelter me more than anybody else. You’re always trying to keep me safe, even to the point of getting hurt yourself…why else would you do that?” 

But even so, your words came out with more venom than you wanted. Shoji finally moved away from the door completely, and walked towards you with heavy footsteps…but by the time he stood over you again, he still had that gentle look in his eyes, and you watched as the mouth on his tentacle hesitated a bit before speaking up again. 

“I want to help people who are weaker than I am. And I also want to help people that are strong, but still need someone to lean on. But you…I want to help you because I don’t want anyone else to do it in my place.” 

The room had been quiet before, but now you descended completely into silence. You hung off of Shoji’s words, no matter how tentative, because you really couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You couldn’t even grasp it fully, the meaning too vague…so he was forced to spell it out, his face growing hot underneath his mask. 

“I don’t protect you because you always need it. I do it because I want to be the one to save you if you do. And so, if anyone ever goes after you…”

His mouth drifted closer, lowering so it was level with yours, and the thought suddenly hit you that his behavior really didn’t make sense. He was always so much more protective, so much more dedicated, and so much more attached to you than anyone else. There couldn’t be a simple explanation for it…there could really only be one explanation. 

“…Then I can make sure they don’t get off easy, after hurting the one that I love.” 

If you thought it was silent before, after his confession you swore you could hear his heart beat from where you stood. Whatever you were thinking before was irrelevant, it felt like even the dull sting of your injuries had faded away with it. Shoji loved you, for how long you couldn’t tell, but he did–and you wouldn’t care if the floor crumbled beneath you and you realized this was all a dream, because it was something you didn’t think would ever feel so good. 

“I..I think I should go. I’m sorry..”

For someone that was so smart, and skilled, and incredible, he really could be totally oblivious sometimes. But you supposed it was his nerves that clouded his view of your reaction, and he thought your quiet shock was rejection…though fortunately that was remedied once you raised your hand, and gave his mask a gentle tug to pull it down his face, and over the mouth he always tried to hide. You hadn’t seen it in ages, it had been a while since you’d been alone for long enough for him to unveil it…but as scary as he thought his wide mouth and razor-sharp teeth were, you always found it to be one of the coolest things about his look. 

“I disagree. I think you should stay here…and I think you should wait until I’m all better, so we can go kick Bakugo’s ass together.” 

He nuzzled shyly into your hand as you cupped his face, but he still quivered as you leaned up on your tiptoes, to press an impossibly gentle kiss to his misshapen lips. You could feel the way he melted into it though, several pairs of hands coming down to hold you close while he gathered the courage to kiss you again, and several more times after that. 

Maybe you were still weak, after suffering such a horrible failure and bearing the marks for all to see. But it didn’t feel so bad when you had somebody that swore he would protect you, and keep you safe while you recovered…so you could find your strength again, and try your hand one more time at getting some payback.