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"if tumblr dies you can find me on bluesky" "if tumblr dies you can find me on Instagram" if tumblr dies you cannot find me. It's over. I'm free.

im gods weakest faggot

yeah yeah yeah mortifying ordeal of being known and all that but sometimes a friend mentions something about you that you didn’t think was noticeable and it feels like your heart is being cradled in their hands

Write it shitty, write it scared, write it without a clue but don't you be so spineless and have an AI write fanfic for you.

seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

I needed this

1000 Followers Special: Leon Kuwata x Reader

HELLO FRIENDS IM SORRY I HAVEN’T WRITTEN FOR LIKE THREE WEEKS BUT HOPEFULLY THIS 3,000 WORD MONSTER WILL HELP YOU FORGIVE ME ~ Mod Beckett

‘found your number again at the back of a box and decided to call it on a whim and you actually picked up holy crap how are you’ au

“Almost got it…”

Imagine that you’re teetering dangerously on a chair, fingers only just brushing the box stacked atop your wardrobe. You stretch further, and a cardboard flap slips into your grasp.

“Aha…!”

With a triumphant grin, you tug it towards you, but overestimated the strength required to do so and end up pulling it straight off the edge and shit. You scramble to catch it, but forget that you’re on a chair and what a bad idea that is until your stomach dips unpleasantly and you’re very suddenly not on the chair anymore.

“HRK!”

There’s a single, terrifying moment in which you fall rather ungracefully through the air before landing safely (but not comfortably) on the stripped mattress laid out on the floor, which happens to be the only other thing in the room. The box lands with a soft thump next to you. You groan into the fabric.

Moving sucks.

You push yourself into a sitting position, and glance inside the stupid box. Everything is coated with a thick layer of dust, which doesn’t surprise you; you’re pretty sure it’s been up there for years.

You poke around inside it cautiously, a small smile pulling at your features and nostalgia tugging at your chest. An old yoyo, a few photographs, even some faded notebooks (you end up spending a good half hour thumbing through those, grinning at your childish doodles).

And at the very back: a scrap of paper.

Curiosity peaked; you fish it out and smooth it out across your thigh so you can make out the words written in your own youthful scrawl.

☆ Leon!! ^u^ 0-8-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x! :D

“Huh,” you mumble, eyebrows rising into your hairline. “No way.”

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I really like the thought of a chubby gal and a big buff scary guy. She's naive and doesn't think a guy like him would ever go for a girl like her. Let alone does she know that he's absolutely obsessed with her 💕

nanami is still so beautiful even after the accident in shibuya, with half his body covered in dark slightly pink scars and one eye hidden by an eye patch, tidy hair is no longer so tidy as it used to be, but he's still impeccable.

with a strict care routine, he never failed to have you on his lap to apply the ointment to his damaged skin, sighing with every touch of your fingers, soft and smooth or strong and relaxing. taking off his eye patch and kinda messing up his hair to look at you, one eye compromised, but still pretty. he sometimes wonders if you still find him attractive even with all this, not feeling the same kento as before.

but there's no need for words, because just the way you look at him, the way you caress him, the way you run your hand over his face and lightly smile when he kisses your palm, the way you take such loving care of him or the way you desire him and the way you moan his name...

for nanami, it's enough.

how you stroke his bruised skin while he's eating you, or how you're careful to hold onto him while his cock thrusts into you, hes so in love look at this silly old gentleman

saw a cute pic and immediately started to redraw with them ( ended up spending way too much time on this I don’t know if I like the style I went with ) 🫠🩷

i should be paid $250,000/year salary to make out with girls sloppy style

WHAT A WOMAN

here she is

please credit me if you repost onto other platforms

sorry i covered your neck in dark hickeys and clamped down hard on your throat like limp prey while i was giving you a handjob. you whimpered a little too soft and i blacked out and believed myself to be a feral dog in possession of an entire rotisserie chicken

i love reader. idc if she’s a bimbo or a crybaby or a little unhinged. good for her tbh. i love her in all shapes and forms. she is barbie. she is a doctor and a student and a barista and she can take five dicks at the same time. what a beautiful world we live in.

Some more portraits hehe~ HxH is legit always on my mind.

I sat in shock and awe at this I love it

will you please take my whimsical ass seriously

YOU GUYS NEED TO STOP CLAGGOR WAS HOT IN ACT 1 S1 AND HES HOT IN S2. HES ALWAYS BEEN HOT. STOP IT.

me tweaking out trying to find that one good fanfic

All characters are aged up 18+. MDNI

Bakugou who refuses to believe in concept of sex ban. If there is an issue, talk it out. Simple.

Bakugou who stands at the entryway of your living room, with a hard on tenting his sweats. Bakugou who knows you want him just as much, with the way you are sitting cross-legged on the couch but, you won't give in easily. Especially after the little quarrel you both had in the morning.

Bakugou who knows how to fix this, knows how to get you exactly where he wants.

Bakugou who plops himself down next to you on the couch. With a pair of your used panties.

Bakugou who brings up your panties to his face and takes a big sniff before palming his cock.

"This is disgusting, you know", you feigned disgust, despite the display shooting down a wave of arousal to your core.

"It sure is, babe but I need it" Bakugou mumbled with your panties between his teeth. He continued,"Can't cum without your smell babe, need it to drain all this cum I have for you"

He looked over to you, gaze fixed on the t.v. but he knew your attention was on him. Thighs squeezing together, as you try to relieve your achy little clit. He knew that poor little bud needed more attention then you were giving it.

"lemme rub it babe, c'mon I know that cunt needs more", He said, desperation visible in his tone "you can go back to being mad later just sit on my face for now" he continued.

You huffed and looked over to him. Manspreading on the couch, his cock leaking precum through the sweats. His face deep shade of red, blush spreading on his chest. One of his hand was rubbing his cock, the other pressing you panties on his face.

When Bakugou met your gaze, he sucked on the crotch of panties. The simple act causing you to move over to him and move the panties away. You pressed your lips on his, through a desperate kiss. You could feel him smirk through the kiss.

"I only care about me cumming, asshole", you scowled and pulled away to shimmy out of your shorts.

"and I only care about you cumming too, ma'am", Bakugou chimed before laying across the couch for you to sit on his face.

Reblog to let your followers know that despite your current obsession your previous obsessions still exist and are simply lying dormant until they awaken and strike again

forgotten confession..

fandom so small there’s barely any x reader fics

dandadan writers where are you. at this point i’m about to start taking more naps to conjure my own

okayyy but has anyone thought about pussy eater kinich??? bc i have and i must speak my truth. or i just need my pussy ate. one or the other.

i don’t think kinich is a virgin, but he’s not that experienced. and he doesn’t feel the need to have sex, it’s not really interesting until he meets you.

he’s hooked on you like bees on honey, constantly asking you to come over so he can fuck all the energy he has into you in every different position.

and there comes a day where you tell him he’s gotta learn how to eat it! he fucks good yeah, but you miss the feeling of a tongue prodding around you, so you decide to teach him. and my god is he a fast learner.

the speed he has isn’t only limited to his body, tongue flicking and twisting fast in and out of your hole as his nose bumps your clit. in serious contrast to the way he behaves, he eats it absolutely sloppy. egregious noises, your slick coating his smooth face and chin as he hums into your cunt softly shaking his head in your heat.

he also likes the way you cum differently depending on what he does. if he takes it slow, you gush hard, slowly dropping out your climax against him as it ruins his shirt.

but if he’s feeling extra impatient, he’ll nibble down on your clit, pushing a finger or two in and curling them just where he knows you like, causing you to squirt. and he’ll smile after, watching the embarrassment wash over your jittery body as he dives back in for one more.

it even gets to a point where hell show up unannounced, god help you don’t lock the door. he’ll barge in and see you on the couch. then quickly take his place on the floor in front of you, offering wet kisses through your panties to get you going. and it always works.

he also can’t admit that it’s not necessarily all he enjoys, he loves the way you tug at his hair, call out his name. he might just have to make you his one of these days, ensuring that no one else has access to the treasure trove that’s between your legs. you (and your pussy) are just like a drug to him; he’ll keep coming back for more.

Katsuki Bakugo would literally rather die than let another man handle something as simple as installing a garbage disposal.

Like, imagine your kitchen sink is dripping, and instead of bugging your lovely boyfriend for the hundredth time, you decide to hire a professional. I mean, the guy's busting his ass every day; the last thing you want to do is inconvenience him with is your household repairs, right? Seems considerate enough.

But the second he finds out you called someone? Oh, fuck no. You barely have time to explain before he's landing outside your house, marching into the kitchen, toolkit in hand. Suddenly, it’s not about the sink anymore—it’s about his pride.

"What do you mean, you called some random guy to fix it?" he snaps, wrench in one hand. "You don't just invite strangers into your home."

You shrug, trying to stay calm. "Well, you’ve been busy, and I didn’t want to bother—"

"I don’t care if I’m up against the biggest villain of the century; you call me!" he snaps, already crouched down and grumbling about how professionals don’t know shit.

Katsuki insists on doing it all himself, but you’re nicer than that. So, being the kind soul you are, you take on the role of flashlight holder. All those years of helping your dad with repairs is finally paying off, as you keep the beam steady, illuminating the sink while Katsuki works.

“Make sure you shine it right here,” he says softer, tapping his finger against the pipes.

"Thank you, baby," you reply when the job is finally done, but instead of a warm smile, your boyfriend shoots you a look.

"Yeah, yeah," he grumbles, pushing himself up off the floor. "Just don’t pull this stupid crap again."

Bakugou’s always gone to bed really early, you hear. So it doesn’t surprise you in the early days of your relationship when most nights you find yourself climbing into bed after he’s already been asleep for a while.

But those first couple times, no matter how quiet and careful you try to be, you always wake him.

He transitions from sleep to wakefulness in a heartbeat, startling you. Pinning you down, pressing you into the bed with his body, before his eyes even have the chance to register what’s in front of him. Hero reflexes, you guess.

Gradually, he gets used to it. Used to you being part of how he begins his days and ends his nights. And you make an effort to go to bed earlier, conscious of the fatigue that sometimes settles into his shoulders, his face.

These days when you crawl into bed, he stays asleep—for the most part. Some part of his brain stirs, his body reacts, because he always pulls you in close, mutters your name. He only settles once you say his name back, the lines of his body relaxing against yours.

MEGUMI FUCKING HIS DAD’S GIRLFRIEND!!

Cheating, Megumi is twenty n reader is a bit older. Not Proofread

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Something about Megumi passionately pounding you into the mattress that you and Toji shared while he’s away for a mission makes me soo horny

Both of his hands are firmly squeezing the back of your thighs—keeping them pressed against your bouncing tits while he’s plummeting his stiff cock deeply into your stimulated, used pussy. His mushroom tip nudging against your g-spot sending waves of ecstasy coursing through your entire body, which is by no means difficult for him to find because ohh, he knows you and your pretty pussy sooo well.

He’s remaining eye contact with you, with a dark twisted grin plastered on his face. Pride swelling in his chest knowing he’s splitting open his dad’s girlfriend’s little pussy in half with his cock while you moan and cream around his shaft.

It’s such an accomplishment to him.

“Fuckk You’re such a pathetic whore, y’know that baby?” He groans grumbly, with a hint of laughter and amusement, watching as your brows furred together cutely, as you pouted. “M-not a whore!” You muttered defeatedly, guilt washing over you as you broke eye contact which made him laugh as it echoed in the room, piercing through your defense—he brought one of his hands up to grip your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

“Awe baby, look at me while I ruin this pretty little pussy, no need to be shy—don’t worry, I love cock starving whores like you—ones that cheat on their boyfriends with his son while he’s away. Soo pathetic” he says in a mocking sardonic tone, making both your eyes and pussy leak with shame and guilt.

“Fuckk that’s it, this hungry pussy is sucking me in so well, fuck you're so tight and wet, all f'me” he moans out like a horny teenager.

His fat, swollen tip expertly brushes against your most sensitive area, hitting it precisely with each vigorous movement of his hips, bullying his cock into you like it has a mind of its own. Your eyes roll back in pleasure, drool steeping out of your mouth and pussy as your brain grows foggy.

The familiar sensation building up in the pit of your stomach, making you mewl as he trails his hand down and lightly brushes his thumb across your clit, his touch tracing gentle but fast circles on the sensitive bud.

“Mmm, are you gonna cum baby? Gonna make a mess on your stepson’s cock? Fuck, such a little horny slut, what would your boyfriend think if he found out his slut of a girlfriend is about to cum on his son's dick?” He chuckles mischievously, his deep, husky laugh resonating in the room, as he slowly brings his thumb up to lick the slick building up on it, a low groan escaping his lips as he savors the taste of you before returning to teasing the bundle of nerves—helping you towards your pleasure.

You moaned out pathetically, you can’t lie, Megumi was so much like his dad in bed, it drove you crazy. Whether it was the way he dominated your tight pussy with his cock or his rough demeanor. He was Toji’s son, alright.

“Gumii, m’gonna cum! please, fuck! s’good, please don’t stop”. You begged, desperately holding onto his forearm for support. His hips buckled against you so eagerly, so desperately to feel you cumming on his cock. He licks his lips in anticipation—watching your pretty tits bouncing in syne, accommodating his powerful thrusts into your dripping pussy.

"Don’t plan on stopping baby—Fuckkk” he groaned, putting both of your legs over his shoulders and folding you into a mean mating press. Gradually descending, moving down, down, down into you to the point where your knees are almost touching your ears, The close proximity allowed his minty breath to trace across your face, mingling with the heat radiating from his body and the sweat that glistened as it dripped from his tousled hairline onto you.

The new angle of penetration had his cock drilling deeper into you, making you see stars as your release washes over you. “Fuckfuckfuck Megumiii” you cried out, your nails instinctively gripping his toned biceps, causing him to hiss with a mixture of pleasure and pain as he leaned in closer, pressing his forehead against yours. Your pulsating hole fluttered uncontrollably as you came around his cock. You both breathe heavily, he sticks his tongue out—licking the tears leaking from your eyes as you felt his cock twitching inside of you. Your release was enough to make him cum right on the spot.

“Yesyesyes—fuck yes!, love this pussy so much hah! M’gonna cum, fucking take ittt” he moaned in a breathless whisper against your ear. The room echoed with both of your needy moans and the loud sound of his fat balls slapping against the curve of your ass.

You bit your lip as you felt his balls draining into your little stretched pussy, his seed spurting deep into you as he continues fucking it further and deeper into you. At this point, you both were so utterly fucked out. His warm semen began to overflow, cascading out of your pussy and trickling slow and steady onto your sensitive asshole, and onto toji’s bedsheets.

His body collapsed onto you as he tenderly nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, his erection nestled within your already overfilled pussy to cockwarm him.

You squealed at the heavy weight of his body crushing yours so suddenly as you combed your fingers through his hair and that was one of the main differences between Megumi and Toji, Megumi is always so soft with you after he fucks you because he’s always gets fucked out as much as you do after sex whereas toji, he can control himself and maintain his dominance and doesn’t show any ounce of weakness.

katsuki who loves nose kisses btw. who's been innocently doing them with you ever since he was small and who still does them now. it's basically a reflex. whenever you're worried for him, or he has to go off somewhere, he presses his forehead to yours. who looks you straight in the eyes with an unspoken promise to be safe. he nods, smushing his nose to yours and nuzzling it softly, almost shyly. and then he's gone again, cheek, ears and nose completely pink.

precious baby boy bokuto, who cums so easily but has stamina for days, a lethal combination that means he’ll be filling you to the brim with his cum every time you fuck. he whines as he eases into you, obscenities already spilling from his lips before he even bottoms out. just a few pumps in and he’s already tossing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut as he shoots his first load deep inside your pussy. he doesn't stop though, doesn't even slow down. he just keeps going and going and going, rutting into you over and over again until you’re twitchy and overstimulated, mind hazy and eyes glazed over. there are fluids everywhere, tears staining your cheeks, spit and drool on your lips and his fingers, his cum spilling out of your cunt and soaking the sheets beneath you. you’re almost relieved when he finally pulls out, only for his mouth to replace his cock as he buries his tongue inside you, insisting you let him clean up the mess he made.